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Nevermore: The Imaginary Life & Mysterious Death
by Jessica Bruhn
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CJSF volunteer Jessica Bruhn reviews the gothic landscape of Edgar Allan Poe's life in Nevermore. The play depicts Poe's psychology fused with his lingering myths is a haunting and dark comedy that will resonate with each of our tell-a-tale hearts
On Friday, January 24th, I went to see the musical,
"Nevermore," a show part of the Cultural Olympiad and Push festival
taking place between February and March for the Olympic tourists and locals
intrigued by the gothic splendor and hidden marvels at a closer examination of
Edgar Allen Poe's personal life.
What was perhaps the most
dazzling translation of Poe’s works to the stage was through innuendo and
intersexuality, ingrained in director Jonathan Christenson’s writing. Poe’s
famous short story, “Premature Burial” was referenced when Eliza was carried
across the stage in her tomb with hideous hands, attempting to claw her way
out. “The House of Usher” was equally honed and brought to light by Shannon
Blanchett’s stunning haunting of Mrs. Samuel Osgood introducing boy Edgar to
his new foster house. Jock Allan’s incessant pressure on Edgar to succeed was
portrayed with the same unrelenting rhythm as the pendulum from “The Pit and
the Pendulum.” A touching yet disturbing origin of Poe’s “Life of the Black
Cat,” was when he received a black kitten from Fanny only to want to kill it as
a boy resonated deeply with growing adolescent angst. And of course, Poe’s most
famous Raven made his appearance multiple times.
While every actor except
for Shpeley alternated narrative duties, the perpetually bewildered and
quizzical Edgar never stopped writing with a book, quill and ink, the last gift
he ever received from his mother. While Poe’s alcoholism was represented as
well as “chronic” melancholy, his striving to achieve literary greatness sadly
was not achieved in his lifetime. However, now, the name Poe does live on, not
by adventurous Henry but by a man who perhaps never retained the simple
constancy of love we often take for granted from a parent or partner.

