Wednesday, February 25, 2026

It's Personal: Two Macabre Dances, a Half Century Apart


Steppenwolf Theatre is in the midst of an extended run of "The Dance of Death", August Strindberg's astringent 1900 play about an aged/aging couple's abusive - if entertaining - relationship, trapped - or volunteered - within a bleak, combative marriage that seems to anticipate the landscapes of everything from Beckett to Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolff, 

It's a vivid, superbly acted production, and it put me in mind the last time I encountered this play.  It was 1970, and the family had decided to make spring vacation trip to Washington, D.C.  On a day when my sister accompanied my dad on a trip to the Government Printing Office. GPO's Chicago operation, in the massive old Post Office with the Eisenhower Expressway running through it, was where my Dad spent pretty much his entire working life, printing what he called "The Synopsis" but was officially The Federal Register, thick daily volumes on cheap paper listing all federal government rules, notices and regulations

https://nationalacademy.emuseum.com/objects/10768/arena-stage

My mom chose instead to take in a matinee at the Arena Stage, and that seemed the better bet to me. Harry Weese was the architect, beating out 50 others, for the octagon Arena Stage, completed in 1961.  It was reportedly just the second theater-in-the-round ever built.  Arena Stage has a history of important productions, invlufinh The Great White Hope with James Earl Jones as boxer Jack Johnson, which made Arena Stage the first regional theater to have a production transfer to Broadway.
Credit: Archive of Affinities on tumbler

For a 17-year-old whose previous exposure to theatre, ourtesy of my grandmother, was watching from high up in the balcony the residents of River City running across the Schubert Theatre stage in frantic search for Harold Hill in the road production of The Music Man, with Forrest Tucker, it was a bit of a shock.

First, in this intimate space, the actors weren't a hundred feet away, but right in your face.  And these weren't the Iowa innocents of Meredith Wilson's classic, but a deliberately nasty bunch, a married couple in constant, acidulous battle.  It was theatre as car wreck - Strindberg's expert theatrics and often hilarious lines meant, no matter how appalling, even shocking, you couldn't look away. I didn't understand a lot of it, but the observed strains in my own parents' marriage made it weirdly resonant.


The combatants in this production,as a younger-than-his-role Edgar, was Rip Torn, the outstanding character actor whose memorable performances ranged from a Face in the Crowd to Men in Black and 30 Rock, and as his wife Alice, the luminous Viveca Lindfors, who had starred in a 1956 revival of Strindberg's play Miss Julie..  The pivotal role of Kurt, the long absent visitor that basically puts everything in motion, was played by Mitchell Ryan, the square-jawed actor who would go on to a long career in film and television.


The play was directed by Alfred Ryder, better known as a ubiquitous actor with over 100 credits on IMDB, who was The Arena Stage's longtime resident director.  Others in the cast were Julie Garfield, daughter of John, and Robert Walden, later Joe Rossi on Lou Grant, as the battling couple's children, and, as "Sentry", Richard Sanders, who would gain immortality as the nerdy, perpetually bandaged Les Nessman on WKRP in Cincinnati. The Arena Stage's PR guy was Alton Miller, who would go on to become Chicago Mayor Harold Washington's press secretary.  


The production was generously received, and so a transfer to Broadway was mounted.  The role of "Sentry" remained, but the kids were ditched. (Strindberg wrote a Dance I and a Dance II; adaptations draw from both.) Michael Strong (104 IMDB credits) took over the role of Kurt.  The revival opened at the Ritz Theatre April 28, 1971. The New York Times all-powerful theatre critic Clive Barnes judged it as needing "more style and less heat" and it closed after five performances.  Torn would return multiple times, but neither Lindfors nor Ryder would return to Broadway again.


The current Steppenwolf revival is grounded by Collette Pollard's spectacular set, which covers the edges of the stage in rocks to emulate the shore of the island where the action takes place.  The one-set living room is the well of an abandoned prison turned domicile, which is both a striking backdrop and an invidious, claustrophobic metaphor for self-incarceration within a viperous marriage.  


The 2014 version of Strindberg's masterpiece written by Conor McPherson is clear and true, blowing off the dust and making the dialogue fresh and immediate. Yasen Peyankov's direction keeps the elements of comedy, tragedy, and shock in suitably unstable balance.

Steppenwolf Theatre photo, Michael Brosilow

The performances - Cliff Chamberlain as eviscerated visitor Kurt, Steppenwolf veteran Jeff Perry as the Captain, and Law & Order's Kathryn Erbe' as Alice - are superlative, evoking laughs, dread, and terror in eloquent equal measure.  You won't find a better night in the theatre, and you have through March 22nd to see it.

Steppenwolf Theatre photo, Michael Brosilow

I think I understood at least a little more than I did back in 1970, almost ruefully aware of how time curdles, and early innocence more complicated than it seemed at the time.

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From the Arena Stage playbill, an interview with Mr. Strindberg




Tuesday, January 27, 2026

Amazon Go, he dead. The Future, R.I.P.

 "I spent 53 minutes in Amazon Go and saw the future of retail."
        -Matt McFarland, CNN Business.

That was in 2018, when the first Amazon Go store opened in Seattle.  Less than 8 years later, Amazon today declared, "Never Mind." Original ambitions saw the concept spreading to thousands of locations, but it seems to have peaked at under 50.  By 2024, after closing locations in New York and San Francisco, it was down to 17.  Soon it will be zero.  On-line, the Amazon rules.  Bricks and mortar, consumer reaction seems to have been a collective "Meh". (Remember the Amazon store on Southport?). Today, Amazon announced it's closing all 70 Amazon Go and Amazon Fresh outlets.


We were there back on September 17, 2018, when big media coverage marked the debut of the first Amazon Go in Chicago, in Franklin Center on LaSalle Street.  



Amazon Go was conceived as a self-contained super-surveillance state, with hundreds of cameras in the ceiling tracking every move shoppers made - in 3D. When they picked up a package and put it in their basket.  When they put an item back on the shelf.  Which hand they preferred for scratching.


The shelves had weight sensors to monitor inventory and shopper activity.  200 bits of biometric data, eveything going into a "virtual cart" in the high-end computer system.  


The payoff?  You bagged your stuff and walked out the door.  No checkout. 

In minutes, you got a receipt in the mandatory Amazon Go app, which also told you how much time you spent in the store, in case you were keeping score.




Amazon promised personal data was retained only as long as it took to generate the receipt, but technies drooled at the prospect of eventually generating an ongoing encyclopedia of your buying habits for their databases - think what AI will be able to do with that!


But now it seems like so much overkill.  Some of locations will be re-opened as Whole Food markets.  In 2024, at Chicago and State, they opened something called "Amazon Grocery" on ground floor of One Chicago Square, a 7-11 wannabee stripped of all the high falutin technology, selling a panoply of all the junk food you can't buy at the 65,000 square-foot Whole Foods upstairs.  Could this have been a prototype for what today's announcement described as a "new, smaller spinoff called Whole Foods Market Daily Shop"?


Strangely enough, Amazon just got approval for a 35-acre 230,000 square-foot superstore in Orland Park, Think a no-membership-required Wal-Mart, with a distribution center attached. And then the future of retail will be here again.

Monica, opening day, Amazon Go, September 17, 2018

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Wednesday, January 14, 2026

An Annex That's Anything but Secondary: The Chicago Architecture Biennial Reanimates Dead Retail at 840 North Michigan

One Point Perspective Study No. 2, Luftwerk, photo Pablo Gerson, courtesy CAB


No one’s writing about it, but it's an absolute trip.

When the sixth iteration of the Chicago Architecture Biennial opened last September, it received a decent amount of press. For the satellite at 840 North Michigan, opened at the end of October? Next to none.

Which is unfortunate. The five floors of installations at 840 are every bit as compelling as those at the Cultural Center. What makes it even more compelling is the site. Not the bordello-styled Yates Gallery at the Cultural Center, but within a frozen-in-time design of an abandoned superstore. The 840 annex is not just a container; it's one of the key parts of the exhibition.


The building itself began life in 1992, as Plaza Escada, a modestly-scaled homage to the patrician architecture of 1920's North Michigan Avenue, then rapidly being erased by new towers.  Designed by architect Lucien Lagrange in a vaguely French Second Empire style, it included a corner clock tower and a huge teddy bear in a two-story window, calling card for the developer's other major tenant, FAO Schwarz.

The bear bit the dust in 2002. Escada went bankrupt in 2009, decamping for more modest lodgings on Oak Street.  H&M took over the FAO Schwarz space.  Eventually every bit of Lagrange's handiwork was stripped clean, replaced with a glass curtain wall for H&M, and, for the Escada space, black granite for the truly horrific lump-of-coal Verizon flagship, largest in the country, sucking in like a black hole all memories of the grace that once characterized the neighborhood. 


And then it got worse.  The Amazon effect, taking increasing market share from bricks-and-mortar retail, eroded the flush times for North Michigan.  Then COVID ushed in the apocalypse.  By the early years of this decade, Macy's across street, and H&M, Verizon, and the ambitious Uniqlo were all gone, leaving an entire block of empty space.


Which brings us back to the Biennial Annex. H&M, stripped bare and frozen in time, is somehow a perfect exhibition space.  As much as the exhibits themselves, it's an amazing commentary on architecture and time.


I have no interest in declaring whether individual exhibits are sane or stupid.  Make a visit, enjoy the ride, and come to your own conclusions.





For my own trip, I started out in the basement, where Ecologies explores "how architecture exists within the interconnected systems that shape our world - climate, technology, food and the human body". All within walls once designed to hold racks and encourage purchases.


From there, I took the elevator up the the 4th floor, where you're instantly immersed in the windowless redworld of
Discotecture: Altered States. [Ivan L. Munuera and TAKK (Mireia Luzárraga and Alejandro Muiño)]



It's a kind of architectural music of the night, drawing on how "the architecture of nightclubs actively shapes cultural, social, and environmental practices."


Then I moved from this hermetic, otherworldly space to the other side of the floor, a raw, unfinished, light-filled double-height space overlooking Michigan Avenue, dominated by the absurdist
Los Porfiados (The Stubborns). [gt2p, Santiago, Chile]


Los Porfiados with Louie, The Bitterang Farm in the foreground


A popular Chilean toy supersized into monumental, brightly colored inflatable sculptures that reach all the way to the high ceiling, they sway when touched, exploring "resilience not as rigidity, but as adaptability and collective balance.  The work is incomplete without people."  


Los Porfiados share the space with other installations.  The Annex hosts more than 30 installations from over 35 artists and studios. I don't have time to cover them all, but there's a digital guide describing each one
here.

Instead, I conclude with the following photographic sampling of just some of things you're going to see as you move down from floor to floor, to the entry-level lobby.


The run of the 840 North Michigan Annex has been extended through February 15th, but, as I'm always blindsided by how quickly seemingly distant dates sneak into the present, my recommendation to you is to make a point of visiting this remarkable exhibition before it slips by.


Future Climate Souvenirs, Parsons & Charlesworth

The Uncomfortable Giant, Blanco, Estudio Jochamowitz River and Ghezzi Novak

Living Histories: Space for Reckoning, STOSS Landscape Urbanism, MPdL Studio with Mark Lamster

Farm Park, CLUAA

George for George: An Unblocked Englewood x Innovation Blue Collaboration, Tonika Lewis Johnson and Amanda Williams

Speakers Corners, Johnston Marklee

Untitled: Head in the Clouds, Ibañez Kim

Shared Resource, Besler & Sons

In Other Rooms, Bair Balliet


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Unless otherwise indicated, all photos © Lynn Becker.  All rights reserved.