Along with this comes the tragic inevitability of a story with which audiences are already familiar.
Branney and his cast do a fantastic job of accentuating those spots in Miller’s script where, for at least a moment, there is a faint glimmer of hope that these 17th century Puritans will do the right thing.
And then with horror we watch, gasping, as the uncontrollable avalanche, unleashed by a group of teenage girls, sweeps away all semblance of humanity and common sense.
Leading this cabal of liars is Sarah van der Pol’s extraordinary performance in the pivotal role of Abigail Williams.
Scorned by her lover and ex-employer, John Proctor (played by Shawn Savage), Williams goes on a rampage as she and her compatriots set their sights on anyone who threatens them.
Van der Pol is downright scary giving wing to Abigail’s psychopathic vengeance.
Only once, when Proctor publicly calls her out as an adulteress, does she falter; however, she quickly regains her momentum, and it’s clear that all is truly lost.
As Proctor, Savage’s demeanor seems somewhat “modern” at times, and although a first-act scene with wife Elizabeth — given quiet strength by Karen Zumsteg — feels rushed, his play-ending self-realization is heartbreaking.
Noteworthy supporting work appears in Matt Foyer’s pathetically indecisive Reverend Parris; Barry Lynch’s crusty Giles Corey; Vivian Kerr’s terrified house girl, Mary Warren; and Mark Colson and Kathleen M. Darcy as Thomas and Ann Putnam, a greedy landowner and his bitter wife.