Willamette Week

Willamette Week - Wednesday, January 17, 2001

Poona the Fuckdog

Russell Meyer

WW Pick Where does Vertigo get off mixing lewd overtures and filthy language with deft and timely social commentary? Don't they know they stand the risk of sending a message? Isn't it obvious that if people see this play they might walk away with...ideas? Someone should tell playwright Jeff Goode to stop, especially as here he's forced an innocent band of storybook characters to go agathering all the enshrined hypocrisies of the world. In this unwholesome children's tale, new friends are made, important lessons are learned, and people get killed. Topping the list of offenders is Keith Cable, who peaks the play's humor as a caustic shrub and as that omnipresent sadistic ogre more commonly known as God. Does Cats have singing penises? Well, here it does and Kam Sisco endows the part with all the enigma that a magical phallus should rightly possess. The list of talented players is long and sordid--Jason Maniccia, Ritah Parrish, Ben Plont and Mark Frazer among them. The aptly named Angie Lawless directs.