Showing posts with label Robert Patrick. Show all posts
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29 November 2021

More Script Reports II

 

[Below are several more script and reading reports from my years as a script-reader.  The first three evaluations are from the Rockefeller Foundation grant competition which was featured in “More Script Reports I” (24 November); the last two are from two of the theaters for which I evaluated scripts.

[The first of those two is a report for the StageArts Theater Company, an Off-Off-Broadway showcase house for whom I was asked to set up a play-soliciting, -reading, and -evaluating system to help the co-artistic directors find suitable properties to advance their production goals.

[The last eval in this collection is from Theatre Junction, an incipient theater company in the earliest stages of being formed by my NYU production dramaturgy teacher, C. Lee (Cynthia) Jenner.  (Cynthia was also president of LMDA, the dramaturgs’ organization that administered the RF reading project on which I served.)  If I continue to post these script evaluations, you will hear more about these two companies, and I’ll say more below as I introduce the reports.]

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[George C. Wolfe (b. 1954) is a stage and film director and a playwright. From 1993 until 2004, he was artistic director of New York City’s Public Theater (known until 2002 as the New York Shakespeare Festival. 

[Over his career, Wolfe has won and been nominated for almost all the awards one can get in New York City theater: Tonys, Obies, Drama Desks, Lucille Lortels, Outer Critics, and many others.  He was inducted into the American Theater Hall of Fame (see my post on 10 February 2020) in 2013.

[The Colored Museum premiered at Crossroads Theatre in New Brunswick, New Jersey, in April 1986, directed by L. Kenneth Richardson (an MFA classmate of mine at Rutgers University’s Mason Gross School of the Arts).  In November, it opened at the Public Theater’s Susan Stein Shiva Theater in Manhattan’s East Village and later opened at the Royal Court Theater in London, England, in July 1987.

ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION FELLOWSHIPS FOR AMERICAN PLAYWRIGHTS PROGRAM

1987 COMPETITION

PRE-SCREENING 
SCRIPT EVALUATION
                                                                                             

READER: [Rick]

DATE: 10/4/86


AUTHOR/(TRANS.): George C. Wolfe 

TITLE/DATE: The Colored Museum, 1985

GENRE/STYLE: satirical revue

STRUCTURE: 12 revue sketches/blackouts; no intermission

SETTING: “white walls, track lighting.  A starkness befitting a museum . . . .  It is suggested that a revolve be used . . . .”

LANGUAGE: mixed, w/poetry, prose monologues, songs, dialogue, even a take on Black English

MUSIC/LYRICS: several songs, but the music was not supplied; lyrics seem mildly clever, but may perform better than they read 

NO. CHARACTERS/SPECIFIC NEEDS: ensemble of 2 men and 3 women, all black

CHARACTER STRUCTURE/TREATMENT: send-ups of stereotypes of American blacks through history; sketchily drawn, 1-dimensional (as in most revues)

CONCEPTION: a satirical exploration of “the myths and madness of colored people” in America

CHIEF THEATRICAL INTEREST: revue style; subject matter; exposing the painful truth beneath the satire

BRIEF SYNOPSIS:

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In 12 sketches, including several monologues/1-character scenes, several song pieces and several dialogue pieces, Wolfe explores the stereotypes of black Americans from slave days to the present.  He deals not only with the stereotypes imposed on blacks by whites, but those subscribed to by blacks themselves as well.  Most are comic, but several are painfully sad.  Included are a black “stewardess” on a slave ship bound for Savannah, a parody of Raisin in the Sun, a strange piece with arguing wigs (an “afro” vs. a “process”), and a dark piece about a dead soldier who returns to the battlefield to kill his comrades to spare them the pain in their future after the war.

DISCUSSION/EVALUATION: This work is hard to judge.  It reads a little like a hip, black Feiffer’s People, and the songs, which are important to the piece, are impossible to judge from just the lyrics.  However, I have a strong feeling that the material will play much better than it reads.  Revues don’t generally read well, I don’t think.  Furthermore, there is an important sensitivity evident in the pieces.  They are carefully constructed, and each demonstrates a unique, even strange, vision.  Wolfe has not just assembled some black (in both senses of the word) humor—he’s saying something, the way Brecht did.  (Brecht wasn’t this glib, certainly.)  The odd humor makes you sit up and take notice of what’s underneath, and it makes you think about what’s going on on stage.  This is not a superficial work, though a difficult one.  Not all of it works.

The question is whether Wolfe is suitable for a large residency grant on the basis of this work.  He’s certainly ambitious, but is he really a “mid-career” writer?  He’s had some successes recently, but he’s not been around all that long yet, and I suspect he’s got some growing to do before he can truly be considered in his mid-career.  I would have liked to have seen a more integrated play as a basis for this evaluation.

RECOMMENDATION: 

Reject                                                     ____________

Reject, but express interest in writer       ____XXX____

Second reading                                       ____________

Other                                                      ____________

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[Robert Patrick (b. 1937) is a playwright, poet, lyricist, short story writer, and novelist.  He was the most prolific dramatist of the 1960s Off-Off-Broadway scene in Greenwich Village (see my posts “Greenwich Village Theater in the 1960s,” 12 and 15 December 2011, and “Caffe Cino,” 11 and 14 September 2018).

[Over his career, he’s written and published over 60 plays and has had over 300 productions of his works.  Working mostly in the OOB and gay theater milieu, Patrick’s most mainstream success was the 1975 Broadway production of Kennedy’s Children, which garnered a 1976 nomination for the Outstanding New Play Drama Desk Award.  

[“Hello Bob, an account of Patrick’s experiences with the production of Kennedy’s Children was produced at the La MaMa Experimental Theatre Club in 1990; my review of that show is posted on Rick On Theater on 19 April 2021 as part of “More Vintage Reviews from the Archive.”

[The Trial of Socrates was staged in New York at the Wings Theatre on Christopher Street in Greenwich Village in 1986, and in 1988, it became the first gay play presented by the City of New York.]

ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION FELLOWSHIPS FOR AMERICAN PLAYWRIGHTS PROGRAM

1987 COMPETITION

PRE-SCREENING 
SCRIPT EVALUATION                                                                                             

READER: [Rick]

DATE: 10/4/86


AUTHOR/(TRANS.): Robert Patrick 

TITLE/DATE: The Trial of Socrates, 1986

GENRE/STYLE: classical drama

STRUCTURE: 2 acts

SETTING: terrace of ancient Athenian house; realistic or semi-realistic

LANGUAGE: verse; pretentious

MUSIC/LYRICS: none

NO. CHARACTERS/SPECIFIC NEEDS: 4 men + “chorus of elders”

CHARACTER STRUCTURE/TREATMENT: quasi-historical w/symbolic overtones

CONCEPTION: Patrick’s: exploring the real reason Socrates was tried and condemned; mine: what happens when you deny a kid a homosexual affair

CHIEF THEATRICAL INTEREST: (phony) Greek classic style; gay theme

BRIEF SYNOPSIS:

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All he old men of Athens lust after young Alkibiades, but he spurns them all.  He has invited Socrates, the best man in Athens, to dinner, and sets the scene by getting rid of all the servants.  The old men all gather and spy on him from the bushes, hoping to see some real action.  Socrates disappoints them all, including Alkibiades, by resisting his advances.  Alkibiades goes on a rampage, ultimately destroying the household idols of Athens and leading the city into an unwanted war.  All this is blamed on Socrates, who is charged with corrupting the youth of Athens, condemned and given poison.

DISCUSSION/EVALUATION: The wrong people drank the poison.  I don’t see how this got past the first reading, unless someone has a sympathy for gay writers.  I don’t think I’m being homophobic when I say this is pretentious dreck dressed up to be poetic drama.  Patrick is simply presenting a brief for gay love, with a little (frustrated) voyeurism thrown in for good measure.

As far as I’m concerned, Patrick has been in a rut for years, and isn’t really worthy of a grant anymore.  (He got one some ten years ago or so.)  There are better gay plays—and playwrights—out there, and I see no reason to encourage Patrick.  He’ll do what he wants anyway.

RECOMMENDATION: 

Reject                                                     ____XXX____

Reject, but express interest in writer       ____________

Second reading                                       ____________

Other                                                      ____________

[I have several posts in which Robert Patrick figures.  I’ve already referenced the review of “Hello, Bob”; there’s also “Is Waiting For Godot Trash?” posted on 17 April 2009, in which I respond to a column Patrick published in the New York Times in which he called Samuel Becket a hack and Waiting for Godot “trash.”]

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[Leslie Lee (1930-2014) was a playwright, director, and professor of playwriting and screenwriting.  About a decade after Robert Patrick made his mark in the Village’s Off-Off-Broadway theater, Lee trod the same streets.  Lee also worked with the renowned Negro Ensemble Company.

[His play The First Breeze of Summer, presented by the NEC at the St. Mark's Playhouse in the East Village in 1975, received a 1975 Obie Award for Best Play; it moved to the Palace Theatre on Broadway and won a 1976 Tony Award nomination for Best Play, and an Outer Circle Critics Award.

[The War Party was staged by the NEC at Theater Four in the Theatre District in 1986, directed by the company’s artistic director, Douglas Turner Ward.  It had previously been staged at New Dramatists, an organization of playwrights founded in 1949 and located in the Theatre District, in 1974.]

ROCKEFELLER FOUNDATION FELLOWSHIPS FOR AMERICAN PLAYWRIGHTS PROGRAM

1987 COMPETITION

PRE-SCREENING
SCRIPT EVALUATION
                                                                                            

READER: [Rick]

DATE: 10/9/86

 

AUTHOR/(TRANS.): Leslie Lee

TITLE/DATE: The War Party, 1984

GENRE/STYLE: realistic drama

STRUCTURE: 2 episodic acts, w/flashbacks

SETTING: several locations around Philadelphia; suggested or fragmentary realism best

LANGUAGE: realistic dialogue, some in black English

MUSIC/LYRICS: none

NO. CHARACTERS/SPECIFIC NEEDS: 4 women, 8 men; most are black (2 very light-skinned)

CHARACTER STRUCTURE/TREATMENT: only few central characters are fully formed and complex w/inner conflicts; rest are flat types

CONCEPTION: search for racial identity by daughter of mixed marriage; portrait of poverty and its by-products

CHIEF THEATRICAL INTEREST: subject matter; black themes

BRIEF SYNOPSIS:

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Kathy, a young Temple University student, volunteers to work for a community poverty-fighting group in North Philadelphia.  She is drawn more and more to the black world, despite her white mother’s objections.  She becomes involved with the group’s founder first, but leaves him for the second-in-command, a former professor.  While the group is at a demonstration in another part of town, Kathy is left to handle the phones in the emergency center.  In a final, senseless incident, she is killed hiding a local gang member from rival hoods.  The play is told as a flashback, starting after Kathy’s death and returning to her mother and brother several times during the play.

DISCUSSION/EVALUATION: While The War Party certainly deals with something worth exploring dramatically, it ultimately fails to be dramatic.  Despite its apparent intentions, the play really ends up being little more than a black melodrama.  The characters are not very interesting, and there are few surprises in either the action or the characters.  The title, which refers to a planning session for the rumble between the two rival gangs, doesn’t even seem to bear on the main action of the play. 

Lee has had a few successes, including a Broadway run (of The Last Breeze of Summer) 10 years ago, and could well be considered a mid-career writer.  This script, however, is so mundane and flat that I do not feel compelled to recommend him for another Rockefeller grant.  (Lee received Rockefeller awards between 1966 and 1968).  This work is just not unique enough to warrant such a recommendation.

RECOMMENDATION: 

Reject                                                     ____XXX____

Reject, but express interest in writer       ____________

Second reading                                       ____________

Other                                                      ____________

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[The reading report below is a little different from the others I’ve posted because it wasn’t based on a text I read, but on a reading with actors (and someone reading the stage directions).  This one was mounted by New Dramatists.

[Readings of this nature are fairly common in the developmental process for new plays,  It shouldn’t be confused with “reader’s theater,” a form of performance that was popular in the middle of the 20th century.  It usually consisted of material not written for the stage, such as short stories, long poems, letters, or diaries.  Some notable examples are the famous 1951 Broadway production of Don Juan in Hell, part of act three of George Bernard Shaw’s four-act play Man and Superman and Dylan Thomas’s 1954 radio play Under Milk Wood, staged on Broadway in 1957

[The developmental readings are not performances; the spectators are present, usually by invitation, to help the writer and the theater directors get a preliminary idea how the script works before an audience.  They also want to hear the play spoken aloud by actors.

[There are two kinds of these sorts of readings: staged and unstaged.  An unstaged reading is just what the name implies: the actors are stationary, usually seated, with scripts in their hands or on music stands; there are no costumes or props and the action is implied by stage directions read by a stage manager or an additional actor, or mimed.  There’s no movement except what an actor can do while seated or standing still.

[In a staged reading, the actors still carry scripts and costumes and props, if they exist at all, are minimal, but the actors will move around the performance area—though no actual set is created (pieces of scrounged furniture may be placed around to suggest a set).  There is minimal rehearsal for either type of developmental reading, though the actors may have had some time to study the script.

[As a playwrights’ organization, New Dramatists holds readings often for the benefit of its members.  Invited spectators are directors, artistic directors, literary managers, producers, and agents who have an interest in hearing new work or new artists.

[Steve Carter (1929-2020), whose full name was Horace E. Carter and his work is sometimes credited under that name, was a native New Yorker whose father was an African-American longshoreman from Richmond, Virginia, and his mother was from Trinidad.

[His best-known plays are a trilogy about Caribbean émigrés in the U.S.: Eden (1976), which I read before Primary Colors and saw in Los Angeles in 1989; Nevis Mountain Dew (1978); and Dame Lorraine (1981).  The first two plays were produced by the renowned Negro Ensemble Company of New York City, whose staff Carter had joined in 1968.  Carter later became director of the NEC Playwrights Workshop.

[The playwright left the NEC in 1981 and became the first playwright-in-residence at Chicago’s Victory Gardens Theatre, who produced the last of the Caribbean Trilogy.  Carter also had plays staged at the Los  Angeles Theatre Center (the West Coast première of Eden in 1980) and the Theater of the First Amendment at George Mason University in Fairfax, Virginia, among other theaters.

[Among his several awards and honors, in 2001, the National Black Theatre Festival bestowed on him the Living Legend Award.

[Carter’s Primary Colors shouldn’t be confused with the 1996 roman à clef by columnist Joe Klein about the 1992 Bill Clinton presidential campaign or the 1998 film of the same name. 

[In April 1986, Dance Visions in Harlem staged a reading of Primary Colors. The play received another staged reading at the Victory Gardens Theatre in May 1986 as part of the company’s Reader Theater Series.]

StageArts READING EVALUATION

Date:  2/16/85 (script reading at New Dramatists, 2/15/85)

Evaluator:  [Rick]

PRIMARY COLORS by Steve Carter

PLOT SYNOPSES:  This is the working title of 2 short one-acts.  The first is the story of a young black woman who grows up in the ’60s during the “black is beautiful” era, marries in the ’70s and matures in the ’80s, when the black community seems to be trying to become white.  Because she is very dark, she is looked upon as a symbol of the African heritage of American blacks.  In her childhood, her parents tell her that lighter is better and want her to marry a light-skinned man.  In the ’60s, her darkness is admired, and she marries a man who. in line with the times, changes his name from Herbert to Hakim as a show of his African derivation.  Into the ’80s, he becomes more and more conservative, and white. He has an affair with a white woman and leaves his wife.  The black heroine has an affair with a married light-skinned black man.  When her husband comes back to her, after the white woman ends the affair, she shoots him.  When the lover comes to her after his wife finds out about their affair and divorces him, she also shoots him.  She is sentenced to an asylum, where she refuses to speak to anyone.  Believe it or not, this is all very funny.

The second piece deals with a blond white woman, growing up in the South, who is sent north to live after she defends herself against an attempted rape by her father.  She marries a black man, and sends her wedding pictures home.  Her father commits suicide, and her mother leaves home.  After she has a baby, she separates from her husband when they discover they both got married to get even with her father.  After an altercation with a black woman who insists that she has no right to have a black child, much less discipline him, she beats the child to death to prove that he is hers and she can discipline him.

THEME:  Both playlets deal with the problem of racial identity: who is black and who is white.  Carter doesn’t seem to be offering an answer to this dilemma, but he is exploring it from an unusual point of view.

GENRE/STYLE:  Presentational heightened realism.  There is a good deal of narration by the two main characters, and the audience is addressed directly.  The first piece is a “black” (sorry about that) comedy; the second is far more bitter and bleak.

STRUCTURE:  Episodic, connected by narration addressed to the audience.

SETTING:  Unit set, probably an Our Town set-up.

LANGUAGE:  Very sharp, literate, and compelling.  Carter has a wonderful way with language.  He can be perfectly realistic (Eden), or outrageously funny as in the first piece here.  The humor in the first playlet is indigenous and organic, not jokes, and startling.  The humor makes his point more directly, and the incongruity of the laughter makes you think more about what he’s saying.

CHARACTERS/CHARACTERIZATION:  Only the lead women in both plays are at all developed as characters.  The others are all sketches and cameos, though they seem real enough.  In a sense, the supporting roles are all seen as memories of the two leading characters, not characters in their own rights.

EVALUATION/DISCUSSION:  The first piece is absolutely wonderful.  I found myself laughing before I even realized it was a comedy.  Then I noticed how serious the humor was.  It sneaks up on you.  The woman’s reaction in the end (shooting her husband and lover) seems outrageous, but that seems a minor problem at this point.  (Carter is apparently still working on the scripts.)  The situation, which evolves out of a color experiment the woman saw as a schoolchild in Harlem in which the primary colors, red, blue and yellow, were blended in to white.  This meant that “white was everything (i.e. all colors), and black was nothing,” an attitude adopted both by whites and blacks.  This struck me as very powerful and pointed.  The second piece was less appealing.  I found it an odd, unhappy and disturbing play, though very compelling—the kind of thing you don’t want to look at, but can’t take your eyes off of.

I think Carter is an important new playwright.  I doubt this material would work for us [i.e., StageArts], particularly since it was only an hour all together, but I’d like to keep an eye on him.  I think he’s saying things about race that need to be said and aren’t.  It is significant that he indicts his own people as much as the white society.

RECOMMENDATION:  Reject (for now), but express interest in the writer.  I’d like to see where Carter goes with this piece.

SOURCE:  New Dramatists

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[As I reported above, Theatre Junction was just forming in the spring of 1985.  Cynthia Jenner wanted to launch a company run by dramaturgs and focus on both new plays and new performance forms.  As readers will see in later postings, this encompassed new adaptations of non-dramatic material (including older sources) and translations.

[TJ, as it came to be called, was ultimately never realized, but in the months while Cynthia was starting the process, she was already looking for striking material and creative artists the new theater could present and I was among those doing some of the looking, research, digging, and reading. 

[Heather McDonald was one of the playwrights in whom Cynthia was interested.  She was young, just 26 when she wrote Available Light, a recent MFA-recipient from New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts’ playwriting program.  Cynthia’d seen a student production of McDonald’s previous play, Faulkner’s Bicycle, and I’d seen a later professional performance of it, on which I’d reported to Cynthia (my performance report is posted as part of “Women Playwrights of the ’80s” on 21 December 2018), who’d been quite taken with the play and the playwright.

[McDonald (b. 1959) is a Canadian-born playwright who’s gone on to a career that includes directing, screen- and libretto-writing, and teaching.  She’s taught at the Kennedy Center Intensive at the John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts in Washington, D.C.; the University of Maryland, Baltimore County; and George Mason University in Fairfax, Virginia, among others. 

[Available Light was premièred in 1985 at the Humana Festival of the Actors Theater of Louisville in Kentucky; it went on to have a production at Princeton’s McCarter Theatre in New Jersey in 1996 and at the Signature Theatre in Arlington, Virginia, in 2000.]

THEATRE JUNCTION SCRIPT EVALUATION

Date:  4/2/85

Reader:  [Rick]

 

AUTHOR:  Heather McDonald

TITLE/(DATE):  Available Light

GENRE/STYLE:  Surrealistic drama

STRUCTURE:  22 scenes, no indicated act-break.  Scenes vary in length and content; some are very short, including a monologue or song, others are longer and have essentially realistic dialogue, still others contain counter-point dialogue, recorded voices, songs, poetry.  Play is circular in that the last scene repeats the first.  Time is elastic and non-linear.

SETTING:  Non-realistic representation of various locations around an early 19th-C. French village.

LANGUAGE:  Poetic, alternately modern colloquial and "period" formal.

MUSIC/LYRICS:  There is a tape, but I haven't heard it.  The lyrics, written by McDonald, include one ballad and several other pieces that read a little like chants or children's songs.  They serve both as scenic elements themselves or as undercurrents to speech.

NO. CHARACTERS/SPEC. NEEDS:  7 men (4 middle-aged or older, 3 teenagers), 5 women (2 adults, 3 children), recorded voices of villagers.  The children, esp. 15-yr-old Pierre who is the lead, and 14-yr-old Clothilde, are very important and difficult roles for child actors.  These will be hard to cast, and hard to direct.

CHARACTER STRUCTURE/TREATMENT:  They are mostly sketched in, but are still whole characters.  They function as more figures in a dream than realistic characters—we get to know bits about them and the way they think in bits and pieces.  Much is left unexplained and mysterious.

CONCEPTION:  I'm not absolutely sure about this.  I think McDonald is saying that being independent, different and having dreams, while ordinarily good, can be dangerous and destructive if taken to the wrong kind of extreme.  Pierre admires birds and wants to fly; he also wants to become a priest.  His mother, Victoire, wants to be independent of her husband.  Both alienate their neighbors and estrange the rest of their family.  Ultimately, Pierre even brutally murders his family.

CHIEF THEATRICAL INTEREST:  Poetic language, non-linear time, dream-like treatment of plot elements.

BRIEF SYNOPSIS:  This is really inadequate, since the play is not plotted in the conventional way: The Riviere family of a small French wine village in 1832 have a number of problems.  One child, Jules, was brain-damaged by the midwife and will never be normal; Pierre, 15, reads incessantly, wants to be a priest, is trying to learn to fly and experiments with birds in weird ways; mother Victoire, increasingly dissatisfied with her lot, dreams of living in Paris, wearing extravagant clothes and dances alone in the woods; daughter Clothilde, 14, ardently wants to be a Harvest Maiden in the coming celebration but is saddled with a mother and brother who attract the wrong kind of attention, and father Daniel is laboring in a vineyard that is producing little but hard work and callouses.  Victoire takes Daniel to court to get control of the land and furniture given as her dowery.  Her behavior, and that of Pierre, anger the neighbors who think the Rivieres feel they are above the rest.  In the end, despite his own peculiar behavior, Pierre is embarrassed by his mother's and upset with her ill treatment of his father.  He murders his mother, sister and brother with a pruning hook and is caught and hanged.

DISCUSSION/EVALUATION:  I find this play very disturbing.  I presume it's supposed to work that way.  I'm not really sure what McDonald was trying to say, but the style and theatricality of the play intrigue me.  The play is definitely bleak and dark, and I wonder how an audience would take to it, but there is something I can't really pin-point that grabs at me.  Pierre is a strange (!) character, but somehow sympathetic the way Alan Strang in Equus is (though in an admittedly darker way)—more so than his mother, whom I didn't like or appreciate.  Of course, both are mad, and madness may be part of the point of the play.  I confess, I would very much like to see this play performed; I wish I could have gone to Louisville to see it there.

The recent significance of McDonald's work (her Faulkner's Bicycle was done at Yale this winter) may make this unavailable, but she is certainly someone to watch.  I do have some unpleasant news to pass on, however.  A friend of mine was in the New York reading of Available Light and she told me she and the cast were very badly treated by the producers and the playwright.  Among other disappointments, the reading was originally supposed to be a full showcase—which would have placed the script under the conversion clause of the showcase code.  I won't relate the details, but it sounded like a series of maneuvers to duck the obligations and promised commitments to the cast when it looked like there might be a LORT [League of Resident Theatres] production at ATL in the offing.  According to my friend, the problem was caused as much by McDonald as the producers.

RECOMMENDATION:  Workshop.  There may already have been changes in the script from the ATL production, but I would need to see this worked on for two reasons: the theme is not clear to me, and my fears about the bleakness of the play must be assuaged before I'd commit to a full production.


19 April 2021

More Vintage Reviews from the Archive

 

[As I reported in “Some Vintage Reviews from the Archive” (15 March 2021), I wrote reviews for the New York Native, a biweekly gay newspaper published in New York City from 1980 until 1997, in the late 1980s and early 1990s.   

[The notices were relatively short because the paper ran reviews in pairs, so there were two plays covered in most columns.  (For most of the reviews republished here, the companion play has been omitted—though it may have been posted in another location on Rick On Theatre.)

[I covered mostly Off-Off-Broadway and occasionally Off-Broadway, and sometimes, the artists in the productions, including the dramatists, were prominent—or, at least familiar to theatergoers.  For “More Vintage Reviews from the Archive,” I’ve collected some of those notices.]

ARISTOCRATS
by Brian Friel
Manhattan Theatre Club
Theatre Four
15 May 1989 

[My review of Irish playwright Brian Friel’s Aristocrats was part of "Family Problems," which also included a review of The Rug of Identity (posted in “‘I’m So Confused . . . !’” on ROT on 4 July 2012) in the New York Native of 15 May 1989.

[Friel (1929-2015) was a popular short story-writer and dramatist who was considered by many as one of the best playwrights in the English-speaking world.  His plays produced on Broadway included Philadelphia, Here I Come! (1966; revived, 1994), The Loves of Cass McGuire (1966), Lovers (two one-acts: Winners and Losers; 1968), The Mundy Scheme (1969), The Freedom of the City (1974), Faith Healer (1979; revived, 2006), Dancing at Lughnasa (1991; Tony for Best Play, 1992), Wonderful Tennessee (1993), Translations (1995; revived, 2007).

[Many of these plays were also presented Off-Broadway.  In addition to Aristocrats, which won a 1989 Drama Critics' Circle Award and a 1991 Lucille Lortel Award, Friel’s drama Molly Sweeney also received a Drama Critics' Circle and a Lucille Lortel Award for OB runs, both in 1996.]

Family and relationships play an important role in a serious vein in Aristocrats, the 1979 play by Brian Friel.  Compared by some to Chekhov’s plays, particularly The Three Sisters and The Cherry Orchard, and bearing the mantle of Friel’s Irish predecessors William Butler Yeats and Sean O’Casey—both invoked here—Aristocrats, as staged by British director Robin Lefèvre, takes a very careful look at a disintegrating aristocratic Irish Catholic family.  With some wonderful performances, most notably from Dubliner Niall Buggy, on a John Lee Beatty set so evocatively real you can smell the must and mildew, Aristocrats tries to make the O’Donnell family of Ballybeg stand in for all of Ireland, their problems being analogies for those of a whole people.

Despite the richly textured work of cast, director, and designers, however, the cross-over never really happens.  As a study of an eccentric, all-but-decayed family desperately in need of new, peasant-stock blood, the details are often fascinating in themselves.  Son Casimir’s possibly imaginary family and his fuzzy-at-best memories of past O’Donnell glories are so charmingly evoked by Buggy I wanted them to be true.  The vitality and strength of Willie Diver (John Christopher Jones) is so refreshing and robust, I wanted him to come to the rescue of the family and its moribund manor. 

The minutiae—some fantasy, some real—of the O’Donnell history so lovingly laid out for the scrutiny of Tom Hoffnung (Peter Crombie), an American sociology grad student, give the play the impression of weightiness.  The script, unfortunately, never ties it all together into something that makes the family and its fate greater than the sum of the wonderful parts. 

The researcher-catalyst doesn’t ever seem more than a contrivance and a foil to point out the historical inaccuracies in family lore.  The impending wedding of daughter Claire (Haviland Morris) to a much older man and the alcoholism of daughter Alice (Margaret Colin) never provide the apotheosis I was led to expect. 

The enigmatic appearances of crazy Uncle George (Thomas Barbour) end up being little more than a brief joke.  In the end, the death of District Judge O’Donnell (Joseph Warren), supposedly marking the end of an era like the sale of the Ranevskys’ cherry trees, just puts a period at the end of a run-on sentence that was finished long ago.

[Aristocrats was first performed at the Abbey Theatre, the National Theatre of Ireland, in Dublin in 1979.  The Manhattan Theatre Club revival started previews Off-Broadway at Theatre Four (55th Street between 9th and 10th Avenues – no longer functioning) on 11 April 1989 and opened on 14 April; the production closed on 24 September.  There was a revival of Friel’s play in New York City by the Off-Broadway troupe Irish Repertory Theatre in 2009.

[The MTC presentation won several performance awards and two for Friel’s play: the 1989 Drama Critics' Circle Award for Best Foreign Play and the 1991 Lucille Lortel Award for Outstanding Play.]

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“HELLO, BOB”
by Robert Patrick
La MaMa E.T.C.
First Floor Theater
29 October 1990 

[I’ve mentioned Robert Patrick’s “Hello, Bob” several times on ROT.  The review was part of the column "Broadway Revisited" (with the review of the musical Two By Two [see below] in the New York Native of 29 October 1990.

[Patrick (b. 1937) was the most prolific playwright of Off-Off-Broadway back in the early ’60s when that cultural venue was just emerging in Greenwich Village and the East Village (see my articles “Greenwich Village Theater in the 1960s,” 12 and 15 December 2011, and “Caffe Cino,” 11 and 14 September 2018).  A list of his plays is way too long to reproduce here, but his biggest success in terms of public attention was Kennedy’s Children, presented on Broadway from 3 November 1975 to 4 January 1976.  

[As you’ll read, “Hello, Bob” is about the repercussions of the mainstream success of Kennedy’s Children on playwright Patrick.  He particularly lambastes Shirley Knight, who received a 1976 Tony as Best Featured Actress In A Play, for her performance in the play.  I have quipped that Knight ought to consider suing for defamation of character for the things Patrick says about her in “Hello, Bob.”]

Robert Patrick’s current play has two connections to his 1974 piece, Kennedy’s Children.  First, like Kennedy’s Children, “Hello, Bob” is a series of monologues; second, all the monologues relate in some way to the success of Kennedy’s Children and the effect of that success on Patrick.  The links end here, however. 

The threads that keep Kennedy’s Children cohesive—the interwoven speeches as each character, however unconnected to the others, take and then relinquish focus; the omnibus setting of the bar to which the characters retreat out of the rain—are absent from “Hello, Bob.”  Here the twenty-one speeches, sometimes one side of elliptical conversations with an invisible Patrick, range in time from 1975 to 1981 and take place, in Act I, all over New York and, in Act II, around the country.  The only adhesives are an unseen and unheard Patrick and the frequent allusions to his unnamed Broadway play.

Further, whereas Kennedy’s Children considered “the death of the idea of heroes as guides for our lives,” according to Patrick’s note in the published text, “Hello, Bob” seems only to be concerned with praising Patrick—the man, the artist, the Samaritan, the lover.  There are many references to Patrick as a “great guy” and to his “great play.”  Over and over again, he is shown to be a tireless teacher, dauntless crusader for noble causes, and unwavering friend.  Everyone loves “Bob.”  In one bit, a cabby, declaring himself straight, offers to jump into the back seat for a little off-the-meter fun “just because I like you.”  In another scene, Bob’s lover, about to leave him, proclaims Bob a “wonderful lover” and offers a quickie before departing.  Everyone is ready to sacrifice something for this terrific man; even a New York Times reporter risks his job to inform Patrick that his interview will be edited to make him look foolish. 

Under the author’s direction, a four-actor ensemble performs the monologues, with Patrick’s “favorite actress,” Carol Nelson, subject of a recent Native profile, taking all ten female characters.  With a minimal setting of black metal folding chairs and a couple of cafe tables on a black-painted, two-level stage, the actors must evoke not only their characters, but the locales and, often, a mimed Patrick’s presence as well.  (This last seems most troublesome for the cast.  Patrick keeps changing height, from a very tall standing figure to a very short seated one.  In one piece, Nelson holds Patrick’s invisible hands as if they are as flat as paper.)  Except for their costumes and their words, few of the characters are clearly delineated or imaginatively portrayed.  Arnold, a working man on a bus, has a generalized southern accent to indicate an uneducated, red-neck bigot—and he’s from Maine; Wren, who spent some time in Ireland, produces a cartoon brogue. 

Characterization is not deeply grounded, either.  Wren, for instance, relates what ought to have been a horrific experience: being tied to a bed next to her IRA lover while he is executed.  She tells of being unable to free herself “from dawn till noon” while his blood soaks her gag and flies feed on his brains leaking out of the hole in his head.  Nelson pauses not a moment, catches her breath not once, gulps back not one gasp during the description.  The audience reacted more viscerally than does the actress.

Disjointed and undifferentiated as the moments are, one is amusing.  Edmond Ramage delivers an evocative telephone monologue as Tennessee Williams.  Ramage endows “Tennessee” with wry humor, a perception of the absurdity of the worlds of art and journalism, and a neat sense of revenge.  I cannot vouch for the accuracy of the portrayal, but as theater, this was, for me, the most interesting character and most intriguing scene of the evening.

[Robert Patrick is mentioned often in my early Rick On Theatre article “Is Waiting For Godot Trash?” (17 April 2009), on which the playwright also left several Comments.  He also figures in my two-part report “Caffe Cino” (11 and 14 September 2018).

[“Hello, Bob” was produced at Manhattan’s East Village La MaMa E.T.C. (Experimental Theatre Club) from 11 to 28 October 1990.  It was developed in several Off-Off-Broadway theaters before being presented at La MaMa.  A 1995 production of “Hello, Bob” was presented at Chicago’s Retro Theatre and a 1996 revival was mounted at L.A.’s Lionstar Theater.  (Patrick’s complete play is available on YouTube at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJ1K8wNcNmI.)

[Kennedy’s Children was produced at Playwrights Horizons from 30 May to 9 June 1973 before it transferred to Broadway’s John Golden Theatre.  Under the direction of Clive Donner, it began previews there on 30 October 1975 and opened on 3 November; it ran for 72 regular performances and five previews, closing on 4 January 1976.  Kennedy’s Children was nominated for the 1976 Outstanding New Play Drama Desk Award.]

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TWO BY TWO
by Richard Rogers, Martin Charnin, and Peter Stone
Triangle Theatre Company
29 October 1990 

[The other half of "Broadway Revisited" (see above) is this notice for Two By Two, a 1970 Broadway musical with music by Richard Rodgers (1902-79), lyrics by Martin Charnin (1934-2019), and book by Peter Stone (1930-2003).  At the Imperial Theatre, the show ran from 10 November 1970 to 11 September 1971, for 351 performances.  Danny Kaye played Noah; also in the cast were Joan Copeland (Arthur Miller’s younger sister), Marilyn Cooper, and Madeline Kahn.

[The creative team, adapting The Flowering Peach, the play by Clifford Odets (1906-63), was led by the great stage composer Rodgers, former partner of Lorenz Hart (1895-1943) and Oscar Hammerstein II (1895-1960), whose output includes classic American musicals such as The Girl Friend (1926), A Connecticut Yankee (1927), Jumbo (1935), On Your Toes (1936), Babes in Arms (1937), The Boys from Syracuse (1938), Pal Joey (1940), Oklahoma! (1943), Carousel (1945), State Fair (film, 1945 and 1962; stage, 1996), South Pacific (1949), The King and I (1951), Cinderella (TV, 1957; Broadway, 2013), Flower Drum Song (1958), and The Sound of Music (1959), among many others.

[Charnin wrote the lyrics for the musicals Mata Hari (1967), Annie (1977), Cafe Crown (1989), and Annie Warbucks (1993).  Stone wrote the book for Kean (1961), 1776 (1969), Sugar (1972), Woman of the Year (1981), My One And Only (1983), The Will Rogers Follies (1991), and Titanic (1997). (Stone also wrote the screenplay for my favorite thriller movie, 1963’s Charade.)]

The Triangle Theatre Company’s twentieth-anniversary revival of the Richard Rodgers-Martin Charnin-Peter Stone musical, Two By Two (1970), is a small, gentle pleasure.  The story of Noah and the flood, adapted from The Flowering Peach (1954) by Clifford Odets, is an old-fashioned musical, and perhaps not one of Rogers’s greatest scores, but it is fun and sweet, and excellently performed in the small space at the Church of the Holy Trinity.

On a tiny set designed by Bob Phillips, with a lopsided hut the size of an outhouse at its center (there is an outhouse, too—even smaller), painted purple and green and gray, the cast of eight portrays the family of Noah (Kip Niven) and Esther (Meredyth Rawlins) as a bickering, disrespectful, loving, prototypical Jewish family.  If Noah sounds a little like Billy Crystal’s old Jewish man, he is less caricatured and warmer of heart.  Niven’s love song to his dying Esther is a real two-hanky moment.

Most remarkable in this production are the voices.  While all the performers sing creditably, standouts are Tom Lloyd as Japheth, who has the strongest voice and the most character when he sings, and Mary Lee Marson as Rachel.  Also excellent singers are Bryan Batt as Ham, Wendy Baila as Leah and Lindsey Mitchell as Goldie.  Singling these out should not detract from the nice ensemble acting of the cast on the sometimes cramped set.

If Two By Two isn’t one of the all-time great American musicals, it is still nice occasionally to return to the old-time shows when you could sing the songs and for which the term “musical comedy” was coined.  The Triangle show is such a respite.

[Triangle’s revival of Two By Two ran at the Church of the Holy Trinity (East 88th Street between 1st and 2nd Avenues) from 4 to 28 October 1990.  The show is a favorite in community theaters and church groups, and there’ve been a number of revivals over the years with stars such as Milton Berle (The Muny in St. Louis, 1971) and Shelley Berman (National Tour,1972-73).

[Odets’s Flowering Peach, the last original play by the playwright produced in his lifetime, ran at the Belasco Theatre in the Theatre District from 28 December 1954 to 23 April 1955, 135 performances.  Staged by the author, the play starred Menasha Skulnik, a Polish-born star of the Yiddish theater, as Noah.]

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MAMBO MOUTH
by John Leguizamo
American Place Theatre
3 December 1990 

[My review of John Leguizamo’s Mambo Mouth was paired with my notice for Invitation to the Beginning of the End of the World (Invitation to the Beginning of the End of My Career) by Penny Arcade in a column entitled "Come To The Cabarets" (see “Penny Arcade: Two Performances,” 15 November 2013). The two reviews appeared in the New York Native on 2 December 1990.

[Mambo Mouth wasn’t a play, but a stand-up routine in the vein of popular monologuists of the time like Whoopi Goldberg (Broadway event, 1984-85) and Danitra Vance (see “Short Takes: Some Unique Performances,” 28 July 2018).  Born in Bogota, Colombia, Leguizamo (b. 1964) is an actor, writer, and stand-up comedian who drew on his youth in Queens, New York, for the characters he played in his monologues.

[Today, Leguizamo works mostly as an actor in film, television, and theater, but in the ’90s, he was a stand-up comic with a growing reputation.  He’d been creating his own material since the 1980s, trying it out at the performance art spaces on Manhattan’s Lower East Side and in the East Village.  This eventually became Mambo Mouth which was his breakthrough as an autobiographical monologuist; the reviews launched that aspect of his budding career. 

[Leguizamo’s texts have been published, including Mambo Mouth (Bantam, 1993), which was also recorded for HBO and aired in 1991, giving the performer a national audience.  He performed all across the country to excellent reviews.  (His other published texts are Spic-o-rama [Bantam, 1994] and Freak [Riverhead Trade, 1998]; all three, plus Sexaholix, are collected in The Works of John Leguizamo [Ecco, 2008].)]

On the tiny stage of the American Place Theatre’s SubPlot, a cabaret in the theater’s basement that’s more a passageway than a room, John Leguizamo creates seven Latino characters during his hour-and-fifteen-minute Mambo Mouth.  Aside from costumes and a few props, he does this mostly with a superb physical sense of his characters.  Leguizamo is, according to his biography, an actor (rather than a writer or comic), and though I haven’t seen his film or stage performances, I’d bet he’s a terrific character actor.

[On the film website IMDb, Leguizamo is quoted as saying that he often plays supporting—that is, character—roles “[b]ecause you get to be free.”  He added, “There are more, better written supporting parts than there are leading parts.”  I don’t know the source of this quotation however.]

Directed by Peter Askin, Mambo Mouth is pretty straightforward.  One by one, Leguizamo presents his characters in brief scenes: Agamemnon, an oily Latin-lover type hosting “Naked Personalities,” “the most dangerous show on public access TV”; Angel, a street punk busted for knocking one of his many girlfriends around; a young teenager telling his friend that he just became a man at Nilda’s Bodega & Bordello; an illegal immigrant caught in an INS sting; a streetwalker consoling a friend; a stoned-out street vendor who calls himself an “Inca god” selling ointments and artifacts; and, in his cleverest persona, “The Cross-Over King,” a Latino who “became” Japanese selling the concept in a slide lecture.

There’s some Spanish in Leguizamo’s routine, and there were a number of Hispanics in the mixed audience, but his material is readily accessible to all of us—especially if you watch TV.  Leguizamo’s brief is to use Latin stereotypes to bust them open and his characters—except the last one—are recognizable from our pop culture. 

Along with his thorough and natural physical portrayals, Leguizamo’s lines are clever and pointed.  They are also often vulgar and belligerent.  Agamemnon, for instance, tells us his father dismisses him with “Out of a hundred thousand sperm, I can’t believe you were the quickest!”  The knife-wielding hooker regularly threatens to cut off the “peepee” of anyone who annoys her.  Sex, sexuality, and the genitals are the most common focus, as if they were the only forces in these people’s lives.  

Mambo Mouth is billed as “A Savage Comedy,” but it isn’t always really funny.  It’s clearly not meant to be.  Underlying the humor is a base of anger and bitterness, and, disturbingly, an apparent self-hatred which ultimately made me uncomfortable.

[In a 1991 interview with Glenn Collins of the New York Times, Leguizamo said, as if in response to my last comment above, that counselling sessions at Manhattan’s Youth Counseling League “helped me to get over my rage and my negativity toward myself."

[In another interview, he told the Los Angeles Times’ Patrick Pacheco, “Writing this play was like an exorcism . . . from the self-loathing and all the ugly things that I feel I carry around in myself . . . .”

[Mambo Mouth began performances at the American Place Theatre (on 46th Street west of 6th Avenue) on 8 November 1990 and, after a short hiatus, transferred to the Orpheum Theatre in the old Yiddish theater district along 2nd Avenue (between 6th and 7th Streets in the East Village) on 4 June 1991.  Altogether, the show ran 187 performances, closing on 25 August.  It later played in LA.

[Directed by Peter Askin, the performance piece garnered the 1991 Obie Award for Leguizamo’s performance and the 1991 Outer Critics Circle’s John Gassner Award  for his writing.  Productions have been mounted all over the country, as well as abroad, Other actors have performed Leguizamo’s texts, such as Peter J. Mendez who did Mambo Mouth in Baltimore in 1997 and Riley Faison in 2015 at the University of Wisconsin–Madison.]

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LYNDON
by James Prideaux
John Houseman Theatre
28 January 1991 

[I reviewed James Prideaux’s Lyndon, a one-man bio-play about Lyndon Baines Johnson, the 36th President of the United States, as part of “Talking Heads,” combined with my review of Steeplechase by Eric Stephen Booth, in the New York Native of 28 January 1991.  (The playwright described Steeplechase as “a 21st century black gay love story.”)

[Prideaux (1927-2015) was principally a writer for film and television, but his best-known stage work was The Last of Mrs. Lincoln (1972), which won him a 1973 Drama Desk Award for Most Promising Playwright.  It also won Julie Harris a Tony for Best Actress In A Play for her performance in the title role.

[Several other of his plays were performed on the summer straw-hat circuit with stellar casts and his TV movie, Mrs. Delafield Wants to Marry (1986). was nominated for an Emmy for Outstanding Drama/Comedy Special.  It starred Katherine Hepburn as the title character, for which performance she was also nominated for an Emmy.  Prideaux’s memoirs are entitled Knowing Hepburn and Other Curious Experiences (1996).]

Laurence Luckinbill’s performance in Lyndon is remarkable.  While he may not look or sound exactly like the real LBJ, he doesn’t look or sound like LL either.  With the aid of an incredible make-up job (designed by Kevin Haney and taking a 2½-hour session with costuming), he completely convinces you that you are watching someone real up on the stage.  His gestures, movements, and business, his inflections, phrasing, and rhythm are all natural and unforced. 

The experience was not unlike that of watching Pat Carroll as Gertrude Stein or Hal Holbrook as Mark Twain.  It’s mesmerizing to watch Luckinbill, especially when he dons Johnson’s signature Stetson, as he reminisces on the former president’s political career from the late ’20s through his announcement in 1968 that he would not run again for the presidency. 

There is some serendipitous juxtaposition of history with current events when Johnson discusses the Congress’s 1964 Gulf of Tonkin Resolution, the escalation of the war in Vietnam, and the protests in Lafayette Park across from the White House.  [President George H. W. Bush had led the U.S. into the Gulf War against Iraq, August 1990-February 1991, on the strength of a U.N. resolution and weakly supported Congressional authorization.]  

In the end, however, I am left with the question of why this man’s life is worth dramatizing now.  Unquestionably, the mid-1960s were a dramatic and tumultuous era, but, despite some excellently mimed moments, Lyndon is essentially all talk as Luckinbill, directed by Richard Zavaglia, meanders around the simplified, gray-toned Oval Office set.  James Prideaux’s play, drawn from Merle Miller’s book, Lyndon: An Oral Biography (1980), is really a living history lesson, perhaps more moving for those of us who remember the events than for those born after Vietnam became little more than a bad dream. 

I also can’t shake the feeling that Prideaux and Luckinbill have sanitized the LBJ image, making him a more endearing, grandfatherly figure than he really was.  Though the reminiscences contain several admissions by Johnson that he made some deals and occasionally voted against his own beliefs on issues like civil rights and desegregation, the timbre of the performance is one of calm, thoughtful deliberation and righteous governance for the benefit of all Americans. 

That’s not the LBJ I remember, nor the man whose reputation for back-room infighting, self-interested wheeler-dealing, and even downright vindictiveness was reportedly well deserved.  President Johnson was not one of the nicest men to occupy the White House, though, by God, he got things accomplished.  Such is not the figure embodied by Luckinbill on the stage of the John Houseman Theatre.  Still, the fiction presented is an extraordinary performance for its own sake.

[James Prideaux’s Lyndon opened at the John Houseman Theatre (demolished in 2005) on Theatre Row on 10 January 1991 and closed on 3 May.  Luckinbill was seen in an earlier version, called Lyndon Johnson, on the Public Broadcasting Service on 8 April 1987.  (Jack Klugman portrayed LBJ in an earlier version of Prideaux’s play in 1984 at the Eisenhower Theater in Washington, D.C.’s John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts.)

[My reference above to Hal Holbrook’s Mark Twain was to the actor’s one-man portrayal of the writer in Mark Twain Tonight!, seen on Broadway originally in 1966.  I saw it on CBS TV in 1967.  Holbrook won both a Tony and a Vernon Rice Award (now the Drama Desk Award) for his Broadway performance; he was nominated for an Emmy for Outstanding Single Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role in a Drama for the TV version. 

[(Dick Smith, a special make-up effects artist, won the Emmy for Individual Achievements in Art Direction and Allied Crafts – Makeup for Holbrook’s transformation from the 41-year-old actor to the 70-year-old humorist—a four-hour long application.)

[The mention of Pat Carroll as Gertrude Stein was a reference to the actress’s one-woman, Off-Broadway play, Gertrude Stein Gertrude Stein Gertrude Stein at the Provincetown Playhouse in 1980 for which the actress won two 1980 acting honors: the Drama Desk Award for Outstanding Actress in a Play and the Outer Critics Circle Award for Best Performance.

[While I was watching the performance, I kept saying to myself, ‘Gee, Stein’s a really interesting person.  I’m so glad I got to meet her’!  When I realized what I was thinking—that that was actually Gertrude Stein in front of me—I was mighty glad I didn’t say that out loud so my companion and others near me could hear how deeply I’d fallen under Carroll’s spell.

[I don’t write fan letters, but I sat down and wrote one to Carroll and said that if she ever took on students, I was ready to sign up!]

*  *  *  *
ROAD TO NIRVANA
by Arthur Kopit
Circle Repertory Company
18 March 1991 

[Reviewed alongside Vivian Gornick’s A Fierce Attachment (adapted by Edward M. Cohen), Arthur Kopit’s Road to Nirvana was part of the column I called “Creating the Self—and Other Fictions” in the New York Native of 18 March 1991.  (Attachment explores the relationship between a liberated, intellectual journalist and her mother, a working-class Jewish socialist—with Tovah Feldshuh playing both parts.)

[Kopit (1937-2021; the dramatist died on 2 April at 83, while I was preparing this post) came to the theater world’s attention in 1962 with Oh Dad, Poor Dad, Mamma’s Hung You in the Closet and I’m Feelin’ So Sad (as much for the length of its title as for the content of the absurdist drama)—which won the Vernon Rice Award (now known as the Drama Desk Award).  He was nominated for another Drama Desk Award in 1979 for Wings (see my report on a later production on 26 November 2010).

[Kopit was a two-time Pulitzer Prize finalist—for Indians (1969) and Wings—and a three-time Tony Award nominee: Best Play, Indians (1970); Best Play, Wings (1979); and Best Book of a Musical, Nine (1982).  He was inducted into the Theater Hall of Fame in 2017.]

Arthur Kopit’s Road to Nirvana was first produced as Bone-the-Fish (1989, Actors Theatre of Louisville), a title reminiscent of Mamet’s Speed-the-Plow (1988) to which Kopit’s play is a reaction.  In fact, Kopit has said that the inspiration for Road to Nirvana was the casting of Madonna in Speed-the-Plow: “I became interested in the phenomenon of Madonna, partly because she was cast in this play and couldn’t have been cast in a high school play.  I wondered what it was like to be that powerful as a pop star, that untalented as an actor and yet mysteriously talented.”  The Nirvana of his play’s title is Kopit’s take on Madonna, with a little Shirley MacLaine thrown in.

But Nirvana doesn’t show up until the second act.  Until then, the play is about Hollywood deal-making at its most venal.  Not filmmaking; deal-making.  Have you ever heard anyone say, “I’d cut my wrists to get that . . . “? or “I’d eat shit for that . . .”?  Well, in Road to Nirvana, they mean it literally.  Jerry (Peter Riegert) is so desperate to get back into making feature films, he agrees to everything his old partner, Al (Jon Polito) demands to get in on the deal of a lifetime—a film, called Moby Dick, that is the life story of rock phenom Nirvana (Amy Aquino). 

Nirvana, it seems, has been a) strung out for so long, and b) reincarnated so many times, that she can’t remember her real life, so she wrote Moby Dick, changing Ahab’s name to hers and the whale to a giant cock.  Al and Lou (Saundra Santiago), his new partner and lover, want to make this flick so badly they’ll do anything to get the deal.  Eventually, so does Jerry, but he has to sway Nirvana.  He does this finally by agreeing to one last humiliation.  I’ll give you a hint: Have you ever heard anyone say, “I’d give my left nut . . . “?

The cast, under Jim Simpson’s sure direction, performs these absurdities with complete conviction, handling Kopit’s occasionally Stoppardesque dialogue stylishly and firmly.  They toss around obscenities, one in particular, until they are meaningless and make you believe completely in even the most meaningless phrases.  (James Puig’s performance as a confused and abused servant should be noted.  Never saying more than two words, Puig communicates volumes with a single look.)  

Trouble begins at the second act when the play splits into two.  Act one is fast, funny and absurd, but act two slows considerably, covering much of the same territory.  The character of Nirvana isn’t as ditzy or flaky as we are led to believe she would be.  She’s just a manipulative and paranoid control freak.  

If the second-act set, designed by Andrew Jackness, weren’t so exotic—a Roman bath-cum-Mayan temple—there would be little of interest save the not-so-surprise climax.  The act doesn’t so much end as stop—but, then, anything following a surgical castration would be (ahem) anticlimactic.

[Arthur Kopit’s Road to Nirvana opened at the Circle Rep’s theater in the West Village on 13 February 1991; it ran for 54 performances, closing on 31 March.  The play had been commissioned by the Actors Theatre of Louisville and premièred there (as Bone-the-Fish) in 1989. 

Between the ATL début and CRC production, Road to Nirvana was presented at the Wellfleet Harbor Actors Theater in Wellfleet, Massachusetts, in 1990.  Subsequent productions were mounted in L.A. (1991); Chicago (1993, 1997); Burbank (1993); Herndon, Virginia (1994); and Venice, Florida (2015).

[Mamet’s Speed-the-Plow’s première was produced by Lincoln Center Theater at Broadway’s Royale Theatre (now the Bernard B. Jacobs Theatre) in 1988.  Directed by Gregory Mosher, the artistic director of LCT, the cast included Madonna, Joe Mantegna, and Ron Silver.  It ran 23 previews and 279 regular performances and won the Tony Award for Best Actor In A Play and the Drama Desk Award for Outstanding Actor In A Play, both for Silver.

[Frank Rich wrote in the New York Times: “Madonna serves Mr. Mamet's play much as she did the Susan Seidelman film ‘Desperately Seeking Susan,’ with intelligent, scrupulously disciplined comic acting.  She delivers the shocking transitions essential to the action and needs only more confidence to relax a bit and fully command her speaking voice.”

[Frederick M. Winship of United Press International deemed, however, “The role of Karen, a young woman with no past that we know of, is an impossible one and Madonna has too little talent or theatrical imagination to make something of it, even with Mosher’s expert help.

[He continued, “She is rigid, almost as though she is terrified to be on stage.  Her voice has a one-note quality that becomes boring and her characterization is limited to superficialities that only establish Karen as an overly intent, patently naive young woman who is all too ready to admit she has done ‘bad’ things to establish rapport with a man all too ready to seduce her.”