Monday, April 27, 2015

Killer Joe

Playwright: Tracy Letts

Venue:  Cottonwood Center for the Arts, 420 East Colorado Avenue, Colorado Springs, CO 80903.

Running Time: 2 hours, 10 minutes (includes 15 minute intermission). 

Date of Performance:  Sunday, April 26, 2015 (closing performance). 

Killer Joe is an unpleasant theater experience by design; it forces us to confront the less fortunate among us.  We all know there are Killer Joes out there, but we are in some degree of denial.  If we don’t have friends or relatives who have fallen on desperate times, if we don’t see the homeless beggars on the street corner, if we haven’t lost our jobs, we can live in our own privileged bubble we call "reality."  

The hapless characters in Tracy Letts’ script don’t have the luxury of any privileged reality.  Their daily lives are a harsh and hopeless prison of poverty, crime, and fear.  Letts forces us to live in their reality for two hours.  

And what a brutal, relentless reality it is.

Star Bar takes on Killer Joe with a bold enthusiasm.  The challenges for a small company are considerable; this is a script that will appeal to a limited audience.  The set and props are substantial, the special effects, including spilling blood onstage are critical to a successful performance.  Star Bar blows right by these challenges, bringing Letts’ script to life with a brash, raw, nonstop energy.

For those unfamiliar with the script, the plot involves a murder for hire scheme, in which the hit man’s day job is as a corrupt cop.  The desperation leading to the scheme involves a drug deal gone bad.  I don’t do spoilers, but I think from this brief description one would not expect a happy ending.  And there is none.

Set Designers Elizabeth Kahn and Beth Mosley have carefully crafted a dilapidated, garbage strewn shack for the action.  It’s a depressing, bleak set, and perfectly in synch with Lett’s tone.  Fight Director Christian O’Shaughnessy put his actors into credible, and sometimes scary conflicts.  It was difficult at times to know whether an actor was accidentally hurt in the fights.  Co-Directors Elizabeth Kahn and Greg Lanning demonstrated a high level of respect for their actors, insuring their safety and their dignity in some dangerous and decidedly undignified moments.  Kahn and Lanning paced the performance well; there was not a wasted moment here.  

Shayn Megilligan (Chris) is the costar, if not the star, of Killer Joe.  Megilligan gets beaten, battered, insulted, and betrayed; he is a perfect victim of Letts’ tragedy.  His role walks the fine line between desperation and hopelessness.  Megilligan is convincingly desperate enough to contemplate murder, and ultimately completely without hope for any escape from his fate.  Megilligan generates a lot of empathy but little sympathy for his self inflicted predicament.  
L-R:  Dylan Mosley (Joe), Nick Charles Madson (Ansel), Shayn Megilligan (Chris).

As the title character, Dylan Mosley (Joe) has some serious challenges.  He’s a cold blooded killer, a hard nosed negotiator, and a sexual predator.  Presumably, Mosley is none of the above offstage, but when he appears as Killer Joe, one cannot doubt his basic evilness.  His performance is nuanced; even an evil monster sometimes say “yes, please” when asked if he wants a beer.  Mosley credibly portrays Joe’s homicidal callousness just as easily he portrays his softer, civilized side.

Alysabeth Clements Mosley’s role (Sharla) has its challenges too; she’s devious with a heart of stone.  She hides her scheme with the skill of a snake oil salesman.  When things go bad for her, she is subjected to repulsive emotional, physical, and sexual indignities.  Trust me.  It’s very hard to watch the ordeal she endures.  Sharla had it coming, but I have trouble imagining how emotionally disturbing it must be for an actor to be subjected to such ferocious degradation in every performance.  Sharla gets no sympathy from me.  Mosley does.

Nick Charles Madson (Ansel) and Stephanie Irene Schlis (Dottie) round out the very capable cast.  Madson is appropriately disengaged as Ansel, despondent about the wretchedness of his life.  Schlis’ Dottie is simple, vulnerable, and naïve.  Dottie’s fate is both the most obvious at the outset, and the most tragic at the climax.  Schlis carefully crafts her performance to be the only sympathetic character in a cast of deadbeats, losers, and criminals.

Despite the power and the tension that is so successful here, I do have one question about the production.  The second act has a disturbing scene in which Dylan Mosley (Joe) uses a prosthetic prop.  That’s understandable; not using a prop would have been decidedly unsuitable.  However, the prosthetic seemed too small to be realistic, and certainly too small to be easily seen in the middle of the room, much less the back.  I would have preferred a more realistic, more visible version of the prop in question.  

Killer Joe is not fun, nor is it easy to watch.  In fact, you may want to take a shower as soon as possible after the show.  Letts gives us a peak into a world most of us will never know.  He forces us to watch things that are beyond disturbing.  If there’s a point to his bleak story, I think it may be the old adage “there but for fortune, go you and I.”  You may think this is an alternate universe, but in reality, there is a very thin line between civilization and anarchy.  

These characters are desperate lonely losers, but ask yourself a question.  What would you do in similar circumstances? 

If you think you would do things differently, I think you may be mistaken.  


This show is appropriate for adults only.  There is nudity, violence, and adult language.

There is free parking street parking around the theater.

Unfortunately, I was not able to see Killer Joe until the closing performance.  It’s too late now for readers to get a ticket, and that’s a shame.  

As a personal note, I have no objection to nudity in theater and film.  It is generally plot related and an appropriate reflection of the reality being portrayed.  That said, however, it is annoying to me that actresses are routinely expected to disrobe, but actors are rarely expect to do the same.  

Killer Joe is rare; nudity is expected of both actors and actresses.  For that reason alone, it is a commendable script.  Likewise, Star Bar is to be credited for producing a show the treats the males in the cast the same as the women.  The nudity is not an expectation or a burden for the women alone.

PHOTO CREDITSStar Bar Theater Company.

TICKETS HERE:  Sorry.  This show has closed.


We stopped after the Sunday matinee at our favorite downtown watering hole:  Jack Quinn’s Irish Ale House and Pub.  Guinness, Killkenny, and Smithwick’s on draft, and a menu of English and Irish cuisine make Jack’s one of the best pubs in town.  Try the Pretzel & Guinness Sausage Kabobs ($7.50) appetizer.  They’re delicious (especially when dipped into the yummy mustard that comes with them), and you may find that you don’t need dinner after having the Kabobs.


Directors:  Elizabeth Kahn & Greg Lanning

Lighting Designer:  Eli Monroe

Sound Designer:  Bob Borsch

Set Designer:  Elizabeth Kahn & Beth Mosley

Costume Designer:  Catherine Cotton McGuire, Beth Mosley, Marilyn Freeman

Stage Manager:  Kim Bennett

Makeup Design:  Ethan Gann

Fight Director:  Christian O’Shaughnessy


Chris:  Shayn Megilligan

Sharla:  Alysabeth Clements Mosley

Ansel:  Nick Charles Madson

Dottie:  Stephanie Irene Schlis

Killer Joe:  Dylan Mosley


  1. Thanks for the great review! Regarding that prop: we DID have a realistic version. You're talking about the chicken leg; Dylan made me a special tofu leg every night. Unfortunately, we had a little trouble with our prop food being eaten out of the communal refrigerator on various occasions, and we discovered just a short while before the final performance that it had happened again and had to improvise on the fly by whittling down one of the wax prop legs enough that it could be used in the scene without causing injury.

    Ah, the joys of live theatre.

  2. Aha...that does add to the story. In any event, I was seated near the middle of the room (third of 5 rows, I think), and it was difficult to see much of anything about the prop. I have seen shows using a standard item available at "adult" shops, and it wasn't outrageously offensive; I thought that would have worked fine here. (Although it might not be wise to let Dylan have input on the "size" issue.)

  3. It was actually supposed to be a chicken leg USED as one of those... 'other' items - which makes for one of the most godawfully explicit and shocking scenes I've ever encountered onstage. ;) Since I'm vegetarian, Dylan, who is a chef, created a chicken leg made of tofu on a doggie Nylabone, which actually looked delicious - which might explain the disappearances of a few of them out of the refrigerator during the run. I can only imagine the culprit's disappointment when they discovered that it wasn't real chicken.

  4. Ugh. This is exactly why I wished I had stage directions in front of me when writing. It's very difficult to know what's in the script but unseen by the audience.

    Now that I know this, it makes sense...the bucket of KFC served more than one purpose. Still, given the graphic nature of the scene, I suspect few in the audience expected a drumstick was the prop.

    Those who raid communal refrigerators get what they deserve...lolol. Disappointment? Perhaps. Payback? Definitely.

  5. The tofu drumstick was larger and much more obviously a chicken leg. Unfortunately, wax is just too hard for that, and so that prop ended up being much smaller in order to fit into my mouth. It still cut and bruised my lips quite badly yesterday - but anything for the theatah, right?

    And yes, they get what they deserve, indeed. They also consumed more than one of the prop casseroles, as well, necessitating a rush to the restaurant across the street for some emergency enchiladas on one occasion.

  6. Some nice writing here, Bill. Good work.

  7. Thanks, Sean...and Beth: I doubt that getting bruised & cut is in the stage directions. You took one for the team. You may be eating ice cream for a few days, but hopefully back to veggies full time soon.

    In my world, raiding tuna casserole from the fridge would never happen. I'd have to be REALLY hungry...just saying.