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Theater Review: “Pullman Porter Blues” at Arena Stage
E. Faye Butler is mesmerizing as a booze-addled blues singer in Arena’s current production. By Missy Frederick
E. Faye Butler as Sister Juba in Pullman Porter Blues. Photograph by Kevin Rosinbum.
Comments () | Published November 30, 2012

She’s brassy. She’s bossy. She’s … most likely drunk. And she “don’t take sh*t from nobody!” (She also freely confesses that she uses profanities like some people use punctuation.)

The “she” is Sister Juba, and while Arena Stage’s Pullman Porter Blues is ostensibly about three generations of black porters who worked on high-class trains in the Depression era, it’s impossible to tear your eyes away from E. Faye Butler’s performance as the inebriated blues singer. Butler is fearless and fascinating as Juba, a character who provides plenty of comedy with her antics and can bring down the house with her singing—but is also a vulnerable, complicated woman who’s been through hell to get to where she is. She also has a storied history with the Sykes men, the family of porters at the center of the play.

Praise for Butler should take nothing away from the performances of those men—Arena’s production, a world premiere by Cheryl West produced in concert with Seattle Repertory Theatre, is bursting with talent. There’s Monroe (Larry Marshall), the oldest of the servicemen, who smiles and nods his way through his work, bringing a quiet dignity to his job while managing to steer clear of the wrath of a shady, opportunistic white train conductor (Richard Ziman). Taking the opposite approach is his son Sylvester (Cleavant Derricks), a fiery union organizer who fights injustice wherever he sees it, but who is also struggling with guilt from his past. Sylvester is dead set against the fact that his son Cephas (Warner Miller), with the help of Monroe, has found himself a summer gig on the Pullman train. But Cephas is chafing at the future his father has mapped out for him as a doctor, and wants to see the world.

Pullman Porter Blues is a play with music, and director Lisa Peterson moves along the proceedings with fine Midwestern numbers such as “Sweet Home Chicago” and “New Orleans Hop Scop Blues.” The atmospheric songs showcase the formidable musical theater chops of all the players. Marshall is a graceful dancer with an arresting voice, while Derricks’s rich, powerful singing is on full display in the tortured “Grievin’ Hearted Blues.” The songs feel like an organic part of the action, as Sister Juba’s backup band is stationed in one of the train cars, and the band becomes an important plot point when Cephas stumbles on a harmonica-playing stowaway, Lutie Duggernut (Emily Chisholm), who challenges his preconceptions.

Pullman Porter Blues is important as a slice of lesser-known history, but it also feels refreshingly contemporary. Cephas’s soul-searching has an air of entitlement to it (he really doesn’t understand what his father and grandfather sacrificed to get him an education) that feels distinctly millennial. Conductor Tex’s muddled railings against FDR feel similar to the frustrations that economically troubled middle class attribute to the current President. Riccardo Hernandez’s flexible set pieces makes action flow smoothly from train car to train car.

The story ends on an ambiguous note, and it’s a choice that works. The fate of the family is uncertain, but West accomplishes two things: She dignifies the struggle they’ve faced up to this point, while still making it clear a tough road is ahead for these three strong, complicated men.

Pullman Porter Blues runs through January 6 at Arena Stage. Running time is about two and a half hours, including one intermission. Tickets ($45 to $94) are available via Arena Stage’s website.

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  • mdr1132001@yahoo.com

    See attached, there may be 45.00 tickets now.

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