For the Whim Productions

by Sarah Dorsey And Then There Were None, by Agatha Christie, tells the haunting tale of ten strangers that were brought together on a remote island by a mystery “U.N. Owen.” While the strangers prepare to settle into the home, they hear an eerie recording through the gramophone accusing each guest of a horrifying past. Tension escalates when the guests begin to die one by one– with each death mirroring the lines of the macabre nursery rhyme hung above the fireplace. Who is

by Mike McKeon Being one of two men in my department sets the stage for some teasing quite easily. This past week the teasing by my coworkers was about how men heedlessly create problems that eventually fall in the laps of the women in our lives for a solution. Most of the time this teasing is just for fun with no feelings hurt, and that day was just the same. Nonetheless, as the expression goes, “Many a true word is spoken in jest” so I did not discount the point they were

by Don Toal Jr. Comedy can bloom from many sources. It can be unearthed in our expectations being subverted, from the opposite of what we thought might happen. It can be rooted in the absurd, the bizarre, the delightful nonsense that shakes up our daily routine. And it can spring forth from the simple act of two humans, with all the flaws and foibles that make them so, interacting and playing off each other to great effect. All three of these gardens of joy are in full bl

by Brian Keith Graziani As director Andrew Jarema references, imagine “Succession, The Office, or Parks and Recreation” melded together with farcical tropes. Add in an intimate playing space, and a bold and outlandish group of comedic talent, and you have For The Whim’s production of Shakespeare’s The Tempest. Your reviewer had the pleasure of venturing out to Bridgeton for the opening performance of this spin on this classic tale. From the moment you step into Hopeloft, a c

by Stephen Kreal On Sunday, April 14th, I had the pleasure of seeing For the Whim’s production of the Pulitzer-Prize winning play “Harvey”, written by Mary Chase. The performance was held at Hopeloft in Bridgeton, NJ. Hopeloft is a quaint performance space with approximately 60 seats. Mary Chase was inspired to write the play after noticing her widowed neighbor (who had also lost her son in World War 2). Chase said in an interview: “I began to wonder if this woman would be

by Stephen T. Kreal On Saturday afternoon, November 6th, I went to see Arthur Miller’s “All My Sons” at a quaint venue called Hopeloft in Bridgeton NJ. The weekend of performances was produced by For the Whim Productions. The play was directed by April Johnson, in her directorial debut. “All My Sons” opened on Broadway (Coronet Theater) on January 29th, 1947 and ran for 328 performances. It won two Tony Awards (Best Author and Best Direction of Play), and The New York Dr