UWM’s Department of Theatre Presents The Good Doctor: Anton Chekhov Vs. Neil Simon

“Charming and Clever” : Anton Chekhov

So what have we here? Before he became a famous playwright, Anton Chekhov wrote a great many short stories and studied to become a doctor. And Neil Simon has taken a number of these short stories and adapted them to the stage. I imagine this new play is named The Good Doctor because Chekhov did in fact become a doctor and practiced medicine while he wrote his great plays.

And it makes a certain amount of sense that Simon would turn Chekhov into comedies because Chekhov himself fought with very serious directors to have them put more emphasis on the comedy in his writing…not often successfully. So who does win here in a Chekhov vs. Simon face off? Well it depends on which end of the absurd spectrum you enjoy more. I mean that sincerely. Certainly these stories are very much Chekhov and beyond the unpronounceable Russian names they focus on every day life, obsessions with trifles, dramatic but boring interludes, and surprisingly discouraging ends for the characters. Simon, it seems, stays true to those events, but certainly pulls out a modern comedic sensibility running almost to the silly at times and adds a fair amount of slapstick to the goings on. But too, Simon has added an alternate ending at times.

Stage set of The Good Doctor at UWM. Photo by Ed Heinzelman

This is not an episodic play but a number of vignettes from the Chekhov stories only tied together by the writer, who looks remarkably like a young Anton Chekhov and played distinctively by Owen Foulds. We first meet the writer at his desk working and Foulds gives us a lively version of the writer providing a spontaneous tour of his home. We are also introduced to a motif that recurs throughout the play as the writer is accompanied by the ensemble representing a group of his characters. They play a bit like a Greek chorus enhancing the mood and pace of the scene while Folds addresses the audience. Foulds also easily transitions to a writer hard at work to later one with a serious case of writers block to finally a very busy and forward writer auditioning an actress for his new play. Foulds presence on stage in The Good Doctor is certainly a very dynamic focal point and keeps the whole endeavor on story.

Yes, Chekhov is often high drama and tragedy but yes, he did open the door to farce and Simon walked right in without announcing himself. Some highlights: ‘The Sneeze’ where a bureaucrat becomes a desperate obsessed individual after sneezing on his superior…from the program notes I am guessing this over the top performance was from Maverick Johnstone (if my attribution is incorrect, please let me know). But his attempts to apologize and apologize and apologize become the death of him. And it is Maverick Johnstone again in ‘The Seduction’ as a confident confidence man whose pleasure is found in the seduction of married women. Johnstone conducts a Ted Talk during this act and implores the men in attendance to take notes. It all goes swell until the shoe is on the other foot. And ‘The Surgery’ where Hector Esteban Rivera-Rodriquez plays an overly confident intern intent on removing an infected tooth belonging to a cleric played by Jozzlin Biddl. This is one of the major slapstick sessions as the intern and the cleric resist working together to remove the tooth and ease the pain. Both actors know good physical comedy. And one last one that I need to mention and it too involves some slapstick physical comedy along with a bit of psychological warfare if you will. Johannah Wiggins as a very desperate woman, despite having no claim against a bank, simply browbeats the bankers played by Maxwell Dane Coffrin and Brillan Gugel into giving her what she wants. Wiggins simply lurches from one silly demand to absurd another ignoring any facts or sense of decorum…Wiggins is a force of nature here.

And one last episode needs to be addressed…but it isn’t a farcical bit and may not even have Chekhovian roots. ‘Too Late for Happiness’ is a bit of a respite for the audience to take a breather…it is a musical piece with two characters, a older man played by Brillan Gugel and an older woman played by Mariah Kiefer. They apparently have often seen each other in a park but remained strangers until Gugel’s character approaches and suggests they share some tea. Both actors easily express doubt tinged with longing and sing an amazingly romantic and touching song.

One last actor needs to be mentioned. Appearing center stage in almost every scene or at least observing the actions off to the side, the desk plays itself.

This is a production of the Department of Theatre in the Peck School of the Arts at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee. Director Karen Estrada, who is a lecturer at UWM, has done an incredible job of pulling together a very disparate group of student actors and has fully staged a professional presentation from a difficult script.

Wait ! Stop ! There is an alternate ending, you may inherit two million rubles.

The Good Doctor continues from now until March 15, 2026 at UWM’s main stage theater in the Fines Arts building just north of Kenwood Blvd and East of Mitchell Hall. Tickets and more info here.

Extra credit reading: Play Bill

UWM’s Peck School of the Arts: Winterdances 2026: Resilience

It’s that wonderful time of the year…a week or so after Groundhog’s Day and just a few days into the Spring semester…UWM’s Winterdances. I always find this to be a cheerer upper in the gloomy days of February. And the 2026 version, named Resilience, didn’t disappoint. We were graced with four world premiere dances, each unique and extremely expressive, and absolutely engaging.

The first dance would be an exhilarating start to any dance program. Be My Ground, When The World Lets Go was choreographed by Peck School of the Arts Associate Professor Mair Culbreth in movement collaboration with the cast. Opening with an ensemble front stage dancing in a great bit of fluidity…we slowly become aware of four more dancers hanging against the back wall from harnesses and cable who begin to move up, down, or across the wall, only to eventually join their colleagues on the floor. Fluidity! This piece is all about that…as individual dancers, or pairs of dancers, or small groups spin off or leap across the stage in very natural yet hyperactive motions that just simply personify fluidity. But then everything gets crazy fun and each dancer takes a turn locking into a rope and harness and takes a turn defining space and distance on their own terms…sometimes solo and other times in unison with another dancer. You may be excused if you sense chaos here because no one dancer or core group is center focus anymore and it is hard to decide where to look and whom to watch…but it looked like such fun! And the sense of confusion was enhanced by the selection of different pieces of music providing a variety of sensual moods and feeling. From her notes, Culbreth stated: “This work began with a kinesthetic investigation of vertigo—as both a bodily sensation and a condition of ambivalence.” Her cast certainly took on that investigation in full.

Next dance, Ghana Must Go, is a very different experience…more sober…but also an example of fluidity, but more human and less mother nature perhaps. Assistant Professor Ishmael Konney is the choreographer on Ghana Must Go in collaboration with the performers. Based on the 1983 expulsion of Ghanians from Nigeria, this is a very telling human story. We first encounter a troupe of eight dancers moving in unison carrying bundles on their heads. At first just seemingly marching together, each dancer eventually breaks out for a moment and performs a short solo performance before reentering the group. The music is beautiful and rhythmic allowing the dancers to keep in time with each other while still moving away to express their individual personas. And as the dance progresses there is some signs of distress and sadness for certain, but the group comes together as a community…certainly an expression of resilience.

And after intermission, we were instantly called to pay full attention, as PSOA faculty member, Dawn Springer’s Harps That Once, bursts out as loud and fast and athletic. Many opening moves involve running break neck across the stage and later the group is running place…this all certainly exhibits references to athleticism. And then it evolves into an organic matrix of arms stretching skyward and legs kicking toward the horizon, and then falling back in graceful arcs to perpendicular, while the dancers spin and swirl and form and reform like a flock of birds. Using a vast variety of music for the settings, things change, break down, and again take on different moods and feelings. There is also a bit of chaos here, but a sense of structure too…and resilience!

And the finale, Care, conceived by visiting choreographer David Roussève, was also choreographed by Roussève in collaboration with the performers including guest performers Richard ‘Buda’ Brasfield, Jacques Infiniti-Hall (Mizrahi), and DaCosta Martin. Care is a homage to Ballroom House dancing and the LGBTQIA+ community that developed it over the years and celebrates it today. In Care, we first experience a Debutante Ball, chaperoned by a very vigilant chaperone, PSOA Artistic Director, Maria Gillespie. With a keen eye and harsh whistle Gillespie keeps the dancers moving and separated at the ‘appropriate’ distance. UNTIL, Buda, Mizrahi, and Martin show up expecting a Ballroom House ball. “What kind of a ball is this?”, they ask. “A debutante ball”, Gillespie replies. And? “Not anymore it isn’t!”, is their reply. And the music shifts and our three guests start to vogue, making their own presence in turn, and starting to attract the younger dancers. Gillespie tries to maintain decorum and control and keep some of her charges in line but it is a losing battle. One by one the debutante ball participants move over to the voguing trio and urge them to continue and to show them how to do it. The dance continues as each guest teaches and encourages the new devotees on the dance floor and a whole new energy comes to life right there on stage. The victory is complete when Gillespie is gifted with a bright red pair of elbow high satin gloves and they are quickly put on and showcased. There was no end to the flash, glamour, and exuberance during Care, until it did finally come to an end. Care received the biggest applause and cheering of the evening…obviously a big hit with the mostly student audience.

There were a number of stand out performers over the evening, but I don’t know their names so I can’t go on in detail. But as I said in my opening, Winterdances 2026, is still the highlight art event at UWM’s Peck School of the Arts in the spring semester.

Extra Credit Reading: The Playbill with bios, choreographer notes, and complete music listings

Editors Note 2/12/2026. While listening to WUWM this morning, they said that they had some photos from this version of Winterdances…but in my search I only found a few for Care…so I stole two of them an inserted them here!

A Musician That I Lost In 2025: Chuck Meyer

For my junior year of college, I moved to UW Milwaukee. My last blues band in Pewaukee had disbanded and I was renting a room from a retired couple. So I knew I couldn’t bring my rig to town. I just had a single acoustic guitar and was exploring taking a folk singer route to musical performance.

One day I visited NMC Discount Records on Farwell on Milwaukee’s East Side. My high school buddy and the lead guitarist in that late blues band was the buyer there. But before I could visit with him, the sales clerk pulled me aside and said, you play bass right? Well, yes. He continues, I am starting a new band and we are going to play Stooges and Velvet Underground songs, would you like to audition? I had no idea who the Stooges were but had a great deal of admiration for the Velvets and I had nothing going so I said sure! But we have to get my gear into town first. No, you can audition right here. Well I didn’t see any gear, but he disappeared into the back and returns with a black leather motorcycle jacket and a pair of mirrored aviator sunglasses. So, put these on. Now sneer!

And with that I was the original bass player in the band, Death. According to the history books (The Cease Is Increase and Brick Through the Window) and a documentary film (Taking the City By Storm), we were apparently proto-punk and the godfathers of Milwaukee’s punk scene. That store clerk was Brian Koutnik who was the founder and lead vocalist of Death. And yes he confronted the audience from the stage and in the audience during solos. And his determination to growl put Tom Waits and Captain Beefheart to shame. And the band’s image was clearly one of aggression and outsider posturing and the music was similarly positioned and exploded. And maybe surprisingly to our audience, the band members were very serious musicians and there was a lot of discussion around dynamics and spacing…and many of the solos were often more influenced by free jazz than actual rock and roll. But yes we were as loud and noisy and obnoxious as we could possibly be.

I probably played in a dozen bands between 1964 and 1974, but Death is the band that I feel the most fondness for. It was the only band that really had an identity. It was the only band where my band mates became actual friends beyond the music. And friends who recognized the act on stage or for our audience, wasn’t the act we wore with friends. The longest running version of the band was Jack Stewart on keyboards, Keith Sommer on lead guitar, Jim Richardson on drums, Ed Heinzelman on bass, for a bit James Chance on sax, AND Chuck Meyer on rhythm guitar.

Chuck was probably the most relaxed member of the band. He could tell a good story and he had an infectious laugh that brought everyone around him along for the joke. He was also instrumental in bringing the band back together in the social media era. Not as a band but as friends and even created a private Facebook page called Friends to link with the band, our friends, and our close fans. Chuck lived in Boston (see more below) and once a year would visit Milwaukee to see his family and friends. And we all made the effort to meet for libations one evening during his stay to remember and catch up and just be friends again.

I was still processing my brother’s passing when I got an email from Jack Stewart titled Chuck Meyer. I knew it couldn’t be good news and I didn’t want to open it. But Jack related that he hadn’t heard from Chuck for a bit and tried messaging him without any response and finally Googled him and found this obit: Obituary: Professor Charles (Chuck) Meyer. I was totally devastated and just lost it for the rest of the day.

Left: Chuck Meyer, right Ed Heinzelman. Photographer Michael Gehrke

Now I knew that Chuck was a Professor Emeritus in linguistics at the University of Massachusetts – Boston. I knew he enjoyed it and was very very happy there…but I wasn’t aware of his success in academia nor how much he was admired on campus and beyond. But I wasn’t surprised. I am sure the same attention to detail that he put into his music was applied to his research, his teaching, and his studies. I am sure the warm personality and comfortable demeanor that I admired, that he had in and around the band, was the same individual who graced UMass Boston. Although I hadn’t seen him for just over a year, I still feel a profound sense of loss…

I am going to reprint a bit of his obit here, just to fill in his remarkable life:

Born and raised in Milwaukee, Professor Meyer received his B.A. in Linguistics (1976), M.A. in English (1978), and Ph.D. in English (1983), all from the University of Wisconsin—Milwaukee, where his dissertation, A Descriptive Study of American Punctuation, foreshadowed his lifelong interest in the empirical study of language and grammar.

Professor Meyer’s pioneering research in Corpus Linguistics and World Englishes transformed how we understand language variation, change, and use. As Co-Director of the American Component of the International Corpus of English (ICE), he helped lead a groundbreaking global effort to document and analyze English across national and regional contexts. He was a major figure in ICAME, the society attached to the ICE project, attending the annual conference for many years. He was invited to give guest lectures in England, Northern Ireland, Spain, Germany, and Japan. His work always transcended data collection; it sought to illuminate how language reflects identity, community, and the dynamic processes of communication and change.

Left Jack Stewart, right Keith Sommer. Photographer Michael Gehrke

There are only three of us left. Jack Stewart, Jim Richardson, myself, and Chuck reached a ripe old age. Some of the others fell silent to the vagaries of sex, and drugs, and rock and roll much too early.

Left, Keith Sommer, right, Jim Richardson. Photographer Michael Gehrke

So my one tribute to Chuck Meyer’s legacy today is to listen to the exceptionally poor quality recordings out there in the wild that were done in the early 1970s with a handheld cassette deck and try to assimilate the energy and enthusiasm we had for the band and the music…particularly the Stooges’ I Wanna Be Your Dog and the Velvets’ Sister Ray. Death’s signature songs and the ones that we always got j-u-s-t right.

Front right, Brian Koutnik, rear left Chuck Meyer, rear right Ed Heinzelman. Photographer Michael Gehrke.

One last quote from the UMass Boston obituary: We are deeply saddened by the passing of our beloved colleague, Professor Emeritus Charles (Chuck) Meyer. Professor Meyer was a cornerstone of the Department of Applied Linguistics — a brilliant scholar, devoted educator, and kind, generous human being whose humor, humility, and intellectual depth touched everyone around him.

Yes, Chuck was all of those things.