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                     If one wanted to debate whether or not a 
                      queen is to the manner born, one need have looked no further 
                      than the intersection of Ashby and Martin Luther King, Jr. 
                      Avenues on opening night of Mary Stuart. Using 
                      a new adaptation of the classic Friedrich Schiller play 
                      that was written and directed by Mark Jackson, two groups 
                      of actors from the Shotgun Players were walking the pavement 
                      on opposite sides of the intersection while brandishing 
                      picket signs that stated such things as "God Save Our 
                      Queen" and "Free Mary." 
                    
                    Of course, it was the "No Death Penalty" sign that 
                    elicited the most frequent honks from passing drivers in Berkeley 
                    (who know a good protest when they see one). This protest, 
                    however, was a lot more fun than the usual. The actors had 
                    been given free license to taunt each other and, as a result, 
                    passersby were assaulted with chants of "Mary Speaks 
                    French!" and "Liz is the Shiz!" 
                     Ten Plays, is the first publication by the newly-formed 
                      Exit Press. A prolific playwright whose adaptations of Macbeth 
                      and Faust, Part 1 have thrilled Shotgun's audiences 
                      in recent seasons, Jackson's new book includes the scripts 
                      for American $uicide, BANG!, Brave, 
                      The Death of Meyerhold, Faust Part 1, 
                      The Forest War, I Am Hamlet, little 
                      extremes, Messenger #1, and R&J 
                      (with notes by the author and a foreword written by Bay 
                      area drama critic, Rob Avila). 
                     Schiller's play, Mary Stuart (which premiered 
                      in Weimar, Germany on June 14,1800) was the latest adaptation 
                      by Mr. Jackson, whose theatrical insight and dramatic skills 
                      eclipse many others who attempt to update the classics in 
                      an attempt to make them relevant to a modern audience. In 
                      his director's note, Jackson writes: 
                   
                   
                     
                       
                      "I've never seen an English-language production of 
                      Mary Stuart, although Schiller's play has been 
                      done in English innumerable times. The first German production 
                      that I saw was performed, oddly, in a kind of pseudo-Mexican 
                      street theatre style, with touches of commedia and Balinese 
                      theatre thrown in, and a single male actor portraying both 
                      queens. It was a peculiar introduction to Schiller's play. 
                       
                      Nevertheless, I still remember the image of one actor playing 
                      both queens which effectively, if perhaps too obviously, 
                      highlighted their innate connection. To express their difference, 
                      the actor carried a small leather purse, on one side of 
                      which a burning heart was embroidered in rubies (Mary) and 
                      on the other side a crown in gold (Elizabeth). The conflict 
                      between the heart and head did not only exist between two 
                      people, but within the individual. It was this conflict 
                      that struck my initial interest in Schiller's play. 
                     
                    When I finally read the play 
                      in English, though Schiller's exquisitely structured plot 
                      got my heart racing, the fidelity with which the various 
                      English and Scottish translations whose versions I read 
                      maintained the original's Romantic-era excesses seemed to 
                      slow down what impressed me as a remarkably contemporary 
                      dramatic situation, a fast-moving, juicy political thriller 
                      that could easily take place right now in the UK, Germany, 
                      or America. So I decided to take a crack at adapting the 
                      play myself. Though I ended up cutting quite a lot, I found 
                      that indeed nothing needed to be added to make the play 
                      relevant to today. It already was. 
                     
                     Like Shakespeare, Schiller 
                      was not at all concerned with either historical idealism 
                      or accuracy, but rather used his source material as the 
                      spark to fan a blazing drama. In this regard, the German 
                      playwright's dramatic take on the historical British Queen 
                      Elizabeth is a particularly refreshing example. Gone is 
                      the BBC reverence for the great icon. In Schiller's hand 
                      she is a deeply complicated human being. 
                       
                      I love the messy psychology Schiller granted all his characters, 
                      how they contradict themselves and do battle with their 
                      moral conundrums. I'm also fascinated by the collision of 
                      times, places, and cultures to be found in a contemporary 
                      American production of a 200-year-old German play based 
                      on 400-year-old British history. Schiller captured something 
                      internationally and eternally human when, through Mary Stuart, 
                      he posed an important question that it seems every generation 
                      of every culture must answer: What do we do when our system 
                      of justice, our sense of morality, and our own personal 
                      desires don't meet eye to eye?" 
                   
                  
                    Using a puzzle-like unit set designed by Nina Ball that 
                      made use of live video and surveillance cameras, Jackson 
                      kept Mary, Queen of Scots (Stephanie Gularte) center stage 
                      through much of the evening. The fictional showdown between 
                      Mary and Queen Elizabeth (Beth Wilmurt) was certainly fiercer 
                      than what one sees in the 1835 Donizetti opera, Maria Stuarda. 
                    Jackson took full advantage of Wilmurt's height by having 
                      her get right up in the faces of the men in her court who 
                      would challenge her authority. Wilmurt also did an excellent 
                      job of depicting a Queen forced to choose between the lesser 
                      of two evil decisions. I particularly enjoyed the scene 
                      in which her Elizabeth signed the order for Mary's execution 
                      and then tried to pass the responsibility on to the young 
                      and innocent Davison (Dara Yazdani). 
                    With Peter Ruocco as the scheming, self-serving Burleigh, 
                      Scott Coopwood as the conflicted Leicester, and Ryan Trasker 
                      as the double-dealing Mortimer, there was plenty of treachery 
                      afoot for each Queen to deal with. John Mercer's Shrewsbury 
                      and Jesse Caldwell's Paulet seemed to be the only adults 
                      with an ounce of integrity. 
                    
                    With a running length of approximately two hours, Jackson's 
                    new two-act adaptation of  Mary Stuart crackles with 
                    tension, political intrigue, guilt, rage, and deceit. Performances 
                    continue at the Ashby Stage through November 7. You can order 
                    tickets  here.   | 
               
                        
                  
                
                    
                      
                        
                       
                      
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