There's
really only so much one can do with a one-person show.The standard formula is to recount a story
from one's life, while sporadically acting out all the other characters. Extra points if it's couched in a flashback
to show how one has grown from the experience.
Debra
Ehrhardt's one-woman show Jamaica, Farewell, does nothing particularly exciting with the genre, but her
true story of her attempts to flee revolution-torn Jamaica forAmerica in the 1970s is at
least very interesting. Ehrhardt has won
NAACP awards for her previous works, and Jamaica, Farewell garnered an award in last year's NYC Fringe*,
as well as a Proclamation from the City of New York for her "Outstanding
Contribution to the Jamaican Community".
The
goal is simple- little Debra is a yankee-phile from a young age, thanks to a
best friend's inflated tales of Disney World and the staying-up-late
candy-eating privileges afforded to minors in the USA. She longs to escape her life with her drunken
gambling father and patiently religious mother, and flee to America. But her family is poor, and she can't get a
visa, even when she has an acceptance letter to an American college. Even when she brazenly impersonates a nun. And
then comes revolution. Michael Manley
becomes Prime Minister in 1972, ushering in a significant escalation of
violence in Jamaica, with politically-armed
gangs roving the streets. Debra longs
more to get to America, but of course visas
are even harder to obtain, and no one unauthorized is allowed to leave Jamaica with more than $50, on
pain of death. Then
she meets a handsome CIA agent, who she hopes will marry her and take her to America (Debra's maid got out
that way); he routinely flies between Jamaica and Miami. She overhears her boss on the phone saying
he needs to get some money to Miami, and, knowing that her
CIA man can just walk through customs, she hatches a plan. She gets her boss to get her a visa as well
as $10,000 for her time and effort delivering one million dollars to a guy in Miami named Bullet, then uses her sexual wiles to get the CIA
man to unwittingly accompany her on the trip to Miami. Despite lots of guilt and truly insane
complications on the way to the airport, Debra makes it.
Ehrhardt
is an engaging performer with lots of energy, making the story come to life as
she tells it. The criminal elements don't seem as shocking as, say, Tarantino's Jackie Brown, and the audience was firmly on her side through her international crime. The play itself seemed
over-long in parts, like an hour show padded out to an hour and a half. Most of the (mostly Caribbean, mostly female) audience
seemed to enjoy it very much, even sometimes anticipating Erhardt's punchlines
and calling them out in unison.
I
enjoyed the piece, though the seating at the newly-renovated SoHo Playhouse was
clearly not intended for someone with legs as long as mine, and I was
uncomfortably squished through the running time.
Jamaica, Farewell SoHo Playhouse
15 Vandam St. (bet. 6th &
Varick) Fri
at , Sat at 3 & , Sun at & , through April 20th. Tickets
$25- $40. For tickets, group sales and special packages, please call (212)
691-1555 or visit www.sohoplayhouse.com
Photo
Credit: Aaron Epstein Debra
Ehrhardt in Jamaica, Farewell
*
though which award the press
materials are referring to, I can't seem to discover from the Internet.The play was
chosen to be part of FringeNYC's Encore Series last year...