The origins of "Stinkers" are as tricky to pin down as a wriggly toddler.
It has to do with the worlds of three artists colliding: beloved actor Sally Wingert, who did a developmental reading of "Crashing the Party" nine years ago while she was on Broadway in "La Bête." Playwright Josh Tobiessen, who wrote "Crashing." And Star Tribune artist of the year Sarah Rasmussen, who is married to Tobiessen and has directed his and Wingert's work several times.
All of the above led to the comedy that world-premieres Saturday at Jungle Theater, where Rasmussen is artistic director and where Wingert has not performed since "Entertaining Mr. Sloane" 15 years ago. She plays a woman, fresh out of jail for white-collar crimes, who crashes into the lives of her nonmaterialistic son (John Catron) and his small children (Reed Sigmund and Megan Burns, operating puppets). Awkward parenting attempts — and criticism of those attempts — follow.
As this lightly edited conversation reveals, getting the story goes something like this:
On the (probable) origins of 'Stinkers':
JT: Sally said something to me about writing her a play, and Sarah said, "If Sally Wingert tells you to write a play, you're kind of stupid if you don't." Going into writing, the main things on my mind were my toddler children and that Sally Wingert wanted to be in it so, from the get-go, I wanted to represent parenting.
SW: Did you not say to me, "I have a character in mind that you should play?"
JT: That probably did happen. It's fun to be able to write with a specific actor in mind because it very much becomes, "What would I like to see her do?"
SW: I probably did say you should write me a play. Because: If you do not ask, you shall not get it. I say this a lot but I think Josh is about the funniest contemporary playwright I have ever come across, ever read, ever got to perform. This play really is a whole windup of amusement before the big payoff.