The Ladies Man 

The Indiana Repertory Theatre borrowed Charles Morey, of Utah's Pioneer Theatre Company, to direct his translation of Georges Feydeau's late 19th century French farce. It is intermittently funny and naughty and always gorgeous. The set's Parisian home is decorated in rapturous Crayola colors, Dandelion Yellow and Carnation Pink. The gowned women are like dolls of docile pink, racy magenta and regal purple. I was more into colors and less interested in the worries of the possibly unfaithful doctor and his pretty, young wife, in part because of Morey's farce-for-dummies translation -- repeated shouts of "Moulin Rouge!" and "Mon Dieu!" are not inherently funny. Also, the players seem more devoted to timing surprise entrances and hasty exits than building emotional tension. I particularly disliked John Guerrasio's portrayal of the lisping patient who becomes entangled in the doctor's lies. At worst, he spits for laughs; at best, he is Chico Marx, mocking everyone with good cheer. Morey and Guerrasio make him intentionally zany, instead of seeming to be propelled by the madness of life (which is the madness of farce). I preferred the smaller performances of Jennifer Johansen as a woman desperate for a dangerous liaison and Mark Mineart as a soldier petrified of performing a very kinky duty. In the second act, they lead the players in a heated hide-and-seek and, on Sunday, my happy cackle could be heard above a house full of laughter. With The Ladies Man, sometimes I felt a part of theatrical playfulness and, sometimes, I just felt played. Through March 22; 317-635-5252,

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