Ectoplasm
1912. A tense private seance in the home of a Byronesque madame
spit&vigor tiny baby blackbox theatre
115 MacDougal Street - 3C
third floor walkup
September 24th - October 31st 2026
Drama and mysteries unfold at an exclusive and private séance in the year 1912 at the home of the roguish and eccentric Madame Montfort. A mysterious guest interrupts the party and forces the guests to question their most intimate beliefs - do they believe? in love? in ghosts? In attendance: the skeptical Magician, the paranormal scientist, the blood ritualist and YOU!
An authentic turn-of-the-century seance, performed intimately spit&vigor’s style of immersive theater called “embedded” - guests sit among the players, as flies on the wall (or in this case, spirits) and observe as the mysteries unravel.
A private seance at an intimate dinner party. 1912.
Among the guests is a famous magician, hell-bent on de-bunking spiritualism. A simmering love triangle between the two spiritual mediums and a Byronesque madame adds gasoline to the tense private affair, and a mysterious uninvited guest leads the party to question life and death itself.
"There’s tenacity ground into every red velvet seat. (In other words, I love it.)"
"Hilarious. It has kept me helplessly laughing for days. (Phhhhhbbbbbft, I’ll say to myself, and that’s half an hour of productivity gone.)"
"As a writer, Fellini has good ideas about how to balance the elements — thriller, romance, comedy — against one another for best effect. She has an ear for both elegant speech and absurdity, and she often makes them rhyme."
"The company spit&vigor is in residence at the Players, and they have grown into its walls, intertwined like a webby, mycelial network. Florence Scagliarini’s set, like the theater itself, is a mix of gorgeous antiques and wobbly-looking architectural elements — extravagantly fringed lamps and candlewood gateleg tables."
"It’s roll-up-your-sleeves productions like this that sit closest to the pure urge to put on a show. There were moments in Ectoplasm that were absurd, certainly, but it wasn’t because the thinking was faulty or the playwright had decided to dissolve her play rather than end it. There’s something alive in Ectoplasm... The presence of that life hovers in the air around them, a ghost waiting to be summoned." Helen Shaw, Vulture
"Adroitly knitting the otherworldly to the inner-worldly, Ectoplasm summons forth a beguiling manifestation."
"The play cleverly nods to the blurring of lines between magic and technological progress" ~ Thinking Theater NYC
"The cast is committed and compelling in their energetic performances. The premise is charming." ~ The reviews hub
"big staging with all the trimmings" ~ Blogcritics
"inventive theater making" ~ talkingbroadway
The Company
Sara Fellini
Playwright & Director
Adam Belvo
Executive Producer
Nicholas Thomas
Producer
The Cast
