The Rose Tattoo

The Rose Tattoo

A melodrama of love, loss and love

By Tennessee Williams

Directed by Greg Vinkler

Shattered Globe Theatre, Chicago

Through Feb. 28, 2015

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 The setting is an insular Italian-American community on the Gulf Coast in 1950. Tennessee Williams’ play, “The Rose Tattoo,” is a tragicomic tale of love lost and love gained. Its Sicilian characters are superstitious and passionate in their joy and in their grief. The play is an emotional roller-coaster and suggests to me that our techno-laden lives might be healthier if we let in more human spirit.

Greg Vinkler directs this Shattered Globe production with clear fondness for the quirks of the Sicilian community. The cast is excellent all around with outstanding performances from the leads: Eileen Niccolai as Serafina Delle Rose, the grieving widow; Nic Grelli as Alvaro Mangiacavallo, the earthy visitor who lifts her veil of grief; and Daniela Colucci as Rosa, Serafina’s daughter.

Other cast members contributing to the community cavalcade are housewives, children and the Strega (a witch played by Darla Harper), to whom Serafina shouts “Malocchio! Malocchio!” (evil eye).  When 12-year-old Rosa looks at the Strega, Serafina instructs her to go in the house, wash her face with salt water, and throw the salt water away.

As the play opens, Serafina, a skilled seamstress, waits for her truck-driver husband, Rosario (he of the rose tattoo and rose oil in his hair), to return home. She’s dressed up for him, wearing a flowered dress and a rose in her upswept hair. She’s pregnant and confides to a neighbor that she knew when it happened. On the night she conceived, she says, “I woke up with a burning pain on me, here, on my left breast. A pain like a needle, quick, hot little stitches. I uncovered my breast—on it I saw the rose tattoo of my husband! …. It only lasted a moment. But I did see it, and I did know, that I had conceived, that in my body another rose was growing!”

Rosario, who has been hauling more than bananas in his truck, is killed in a fiery crash. Serafina learns of his death and has a miscarriage.

Three years later, Serafina’s hair is askew, she’s dressed in a ragged pink slip, and spends her time grieving and praying to a statue of Mary over her husband’s ashes. Neighbor women pester her to finish the dresses she’s making for their daughters’ high school graduation. Rosa also will graduate, even though Serafina is trying to keep her effervescent daughter from growing up too fast.

Rosa’s life changes because she meets a young man (Drew Schad) at a school dance. Serafina’s life is disrupted when Alvaro, a truck driver, pulls into town and into an emotional meeting with Serafina. Alvaro reminds her of Rosario (“non posso crederlo—a clown of a face like that with my husband’s body”). Their relationship is flirtatious and erotic and as the play ends, Serafina says, “Just now I felt on my breast the burning again of the rose. I know what it means.”

The Shattered Globe ensemble does a superb job with all the accoutrements to stage “The Rose Tattoo.” Sarah Ross’ set design and Charles Cooper’s lighting enable both interior and exterior scenes. Susan Gosdick has coached the actors effectively on their Italian accents. Costumes designed by Sarah Jo White are colorful and dramatic. The dresses worn by Serafina and 15-year-old Rosa are especially reminiscent of 1950s styles.

Tennessee Williams had traveled to Sicily and had learned even more about the culture from his companion Frank Merlo, whose parents were from Ribera. Williams’ biographer, John Lahr, (“Tennessee Williams: Mad Pilgrimage of the Flesh,” writes about how Merlo “regaled Williams with tales of his parents … and their large, noisy bumptious first-generation Sicilian-American family.” “The Rose Tattoo” opened first in Chicago in December 1950 and on Broadway in February 1951. A film version directed by Daniel Mann from Williams’’ screenplay was released in 1955.

This review was previously published in gapersblock.com/ac/

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Nancy is editor and publisher of Third Coast Review a Chicago arts and culture website, where she writes on theater, film, art and lit. She is a 2014 fellow of the National Critics Institute at the Eugene O’Neill Theater Center. You can find her personal writings on pop culture of all types at nancybishopsjournal.com. Nancy, recently retired after 30+ years in corporate marketing and PR, holds a B.J. from the University of Missouri and an M.A. in communications and design from Northern Illinois University. Follow her on Twitter @nsbishop.

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