I'm told Evelina Fernandez' A Mexican Trilogy: An American Story was originally a series of full-length plays, edited to become just two nights (or one very long) of theatre. True or not, I must say the "cycle" of one Mexican-American family through various travails of the Depression, a World War, the Cuban Missile Crisis and eventually the personal devastation of the Iraq War makes for a compelling story--a powerful and moving event more than any of these individual stories do.
Not that we don't care about Esperanza, her children and grandchildren and (eventually) her great grandchildren. On the contrary! But we come to care for them all the more in the context of their family history, the tale of generations repeating or avoiding mistakes, often creating new ones in the process. Yet also living, finding love and joy, earning wisdom and identity (often paying a high price), learning secrets and perhaps the greatest of all lessons--to forgive.
The program includes a family tree, but I didn't feel the need for it. Honestly, the play made it clear enough who was who. Director Jose Luis Valenzuela did a fine job of blending the cast and action in such a way as to help us understand (kudos to the playwright as well, who provided the essential blueprint without which this simply could not have worked).
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Maybe that is part of the magic that kept me arrested throughout, even as plots that on some level seemed cliche began to unfold. Because the characters never became cliche, and because of that neither were their stories. One of my favorites was the singer/promoter Ricardo Flores/Ricky Flowers (Geoffrey Rivas), whose flirtatious ways did not play out as I expected at all.
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A word here about the whole cast. This is an ensemble, with pretty nearly everyone playing many parts, often the same character in stages of their lives. I almost cannot emphasize how well these actors do so, such as the playwright Evelina Fernandez who plays the flirtatious not-quite-widow in the first play, and a clearly bi-polar partner in an unhappy marriage in the second. By the time we reach the third, she's the one of the daughters from the second play, a wonderful portrait of a mature but still troubled character. Just as Kenneth Miles Ellington Lopez for a short time is the love of young Esperanza's life in play one, and plays his own grandson Bobby in the play two, a closeted gay young man subject to the typical "discipline" of that era. I believed and cared about all these people, not merely in the writing but because the cast breathed life into those words.
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In the end, there is no end. Which is the whole point. Characters die, and others are born. In between the story goes on, and in the end the sequels continue without end, while the prequels stretch back. Such cannot but be the way of storytelling, when one considers time and memory beyond that of one single life. So it is with A Mexican Trilogy: An American Story. I felt a little bit blessed to have shared what happened to these people, and in the end wanted to give pretty much all of them a hug.
Part A is Faith followed the first half of Hope.
Part B is the second half of Hope followed by Charity.
A Mexican Trilogy: An American Story plays Thursdays (Part A) at 8pm, Fridays (Part B) at 8pm, Saturdays at 5pm (Part A) and 8:30pm (Part B), Sundays at 3pm (Part A) and 6:30pm (Part B) until October 9, 2016 at the Los Angeles Theatre Center downtown, 514 South Spring Street, Los Angeles CA 90013.
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