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![]() The Good Daughter By ROBERT L. DANIELS, Variety
Gregory is also the author of the compelling "Radium Girls" (under the name Dolores Whiskeyman), produced by Playwrights Co. of New Jersey three years ago. The playwright is comfortably nestled in William Inge country, where "a well is a hole in the ground" and a young girl nurtures a restless desire to get on a barge and float down river -- not unlike Madge Owens of "Picnic." Gregory even gives her farm family the name of Owen. Her writing has a naturalistic style and a homey flavor similar to Inge's. Director Jason King Jones has captured the dusty rural climate of northwest Missouri in the days before and after World War I. His deft staging captures Midwestern mood, manners and movements, despite a well-executed but melodramatic finale, when the drama literally opens its floodgates. Cassie, played by Deborah Baum, is the play's pivotal character, a saucy flirt with a far-away look in her eyes. She pursues big-city glamour only to find despair in an abusive affair with a factory worker. Back on the farm, old wounds are opened on the homestead. Rachel, acted with whiny vigor by Lee Eckert, is the giggly younger sister, soon disillusioned in a loveless marriage that prompts a harrowing second-act moment. Esther, (Christine Bruno), the mule-headed eldest sister crippled by polio in her youth, is feisty, honest and insightfully wise. Not willing to accept the proposal of Cassie's former beau on the rebound, she rallies with a gallant, independent thrust. Bruno is wonderful. Davis Hall is the rheumatic, Bible-quoting family patriarch, a widower who works his 150 acres with a team of mules and rejects such modern conveniences as the tractor (he calls it "a mechanical horse"). This may well be the finest perf from Hall, a reliable actor in Jersey productions for the past two decades. Brian O'Halloran is perfect as the colorless, good-natured gentleman caller, and David Foubert gives a sturdy account of the handsome, poetic storekeeper who struggles for the construction of levees to hold back the flood-works of the mighty Missouri River. Plaintive musical strains accent scene changes, and period costumes have an old-world-daguerreotype dowdiness that's just right. Fred Kinney's functional set is an immaculate country barn, furnished with accessible stools, ladders and buckets, with a view of golden cornfields. The occasional placement of a dining table or a counter transforms the playing area into the farmhouse or country store. Cunning lighting and sound design bring forth a torrential storm, accompanied by thunder and lightning, that Lear might envy. |
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review: 'The Good Daughter' is as good as it gets
Published in the Asbury Park Press 10/16/03By TOM CHESEK It begins with a literal bang -- a thunderclap that gives voice to a temperamental river as it shakes off its man-made shackles and bears down upon a modest Missouri farm. While friends and family members try desperately to persuade an old man to flee the oncoming floodwaters, the pent-up fury of a long-overdue maelstrom is conjured in a riveting mix of light and sound.
Currently in its world-premiere engagement at NJ Rep's Lumia Theatre in Long Branch -- and set in the years surrounding America's involvement in World War I -- D.W. Gregory's drama has at its heart a saga of a stern, Scripture-spouting widower and his attempts at ensuring the family's future by marrying off his daughters as quickly and efficiently as possible. Farmer Ned Owen (Davis Hall) sees his best hope in the verbally arranged betrothal of middle daughter Cassie (Deborah Baum) to an earnest and hard-working man of the soil by the name of Rudy Bird (Brian O'Halloran). It's an arrangement that makes sense to the pragmatic patriarch, given that eldest daughter/mother figure Esther (Christine Bruno) is crippled and hence not marrying material -- whereas baby-of-the-family Rachel (Lea Eckert) is a giggly thing of 15 at the play's start; a child who's at least a year or two away from birthing a future generation of strapping field hands. As you'd come to expect, there are complications surrounding Ned's simple plan, arising largely from the free-spirited Cassie's disdain for shy, unassuming Rudy -- and her fascination with Matt (Gable-esque David Foubert), a college-educated storekeeper as well as a forward-thinker who's intent on controlling the capricious Missouri River by constructing levees. It's an idea that sits as well with hidebound traditionalist Ned as the prospect of trading in his horse team for a tractor. Add to this the ever-unpredictable ebb and flow of the river -- an offstage character of sorts that seems to delight in pulling the strings of the scurrying human ants who depend upon it for their most basic needs -- and you've got enough variables at work to make even a man such as Ned begin to doubt the whole concept of "God's will." This is the sort of play that almost makes you regret taking the customary intermission snack-safari to the lobby; so different are the characters' dynamics by the time the second act lights come up on the autumn of 1924, you feel as though the march of time had passed you by while you waited on line at Lina's Cafe. Cassie, who had skipped out on her dilemma by the play's midpoint, has returned from the big city claiming an involvement with some unseen Russian prince. A very pregnant, very unhappy Rachel wonders when she'll ever feel anything for her husband Rudy. Esther is being courted by none other than Matt, now something of a pompous small-town Babbitt with a Ford dealership and an eye toward his legacy as a Great Man. Only Ned seems unchanged, albeit as redundant as the "tamed" river that lies just outside -- a river that, as it turns out, still has a few cards left to play. If things get a tad melodramatic toward the end and if some of the characters' motives remain a bit ambiguous, it's little more than a minor quibble with Gregory's sharply written slice of Americana. The playwright (best known for the well-received "Radium Girls" of a few seasons back) resists turning her people into cornpone caricatures; crafting instead an intelligent script that challenges its cast and crew to deliver something truly extraordinary.
While all six cast members operate at peak performance, Deborah Baum as Cassie remains a standout among the standouts. Whether playing a wounded little-town flirt or putting on some city-slicker airs, Baum maintains a sure hand with a character who's scarcely so sure of who she wants to be. Her scenes with David Foubert -- delightful in the first act, devastating in the second -- are among the best duets you'll ever see in a straight play (can't wait for the musical!). At first glance, Christine Bruno (she of the diminutive stature and formidably tall resume) appears a no-brainer lock for the role of the stalwart older sister -- but as things unfold, it becomes evident just how crucial this intriguingly commanding actress is to the proceedings. Her Esther is the very essence of pride and clarity, and anyone who tackles this part in the future is going to have to contend with her very long shadow. Taking a character that the playwright herself described as "not terribly interesting" and turning it into a solid and sympathetic linchpin of this play, Brian O'Halloran continues to show himself as an ensemble actor of remarkable depth and dexterity. While his high-profile calling card remains his charter membership in filmmaker Kevin Smith's stock company, it's always a delight to watch this guy hone his considerable skills here at NJ Rep and numerous other regional stages. It may be a bit hyperbolic to suggest that "if you see only one show this year. . . ," but anybody who's been looking for a reliable spot to test the waters of the local theater landscape would find that "The Good Daughter" is as good as it gets. |
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One about the farmer's daughter: An intimately staged family epic premieres at NJ Rep
Published in the Asbury Park Press 10/10/03 By TOM CHESEK The history of American arts and letters is packed with images of the family farmer as heroic figure; a tower of strength as apt to take some courageous "High Noon" stand as he is willing to spout some improbably stentorian monologue.
Ned, the God-fearing widower whose family is at the center of "The Good Daughter" -- D.W. Gregory's drama opening tonight in its world premiere run at New Jersey Repertory Company's Lumia Theatre in Long Branch -- is a man who appears to have spent his life in a constant state of struggle against forces beyond his control. From the capricious currents of the Missouri River to the sociological tides that roil an increasingly industrialized America on the eve of the First World War, this native Midwesterner finds the foundations of his world in danger of eroding away; a situation that's not helped one bit by the tensions that simmer underneath his own roof. As the good Lord has seen fit to bless the Owen household only with female children, Ned sets about assuring his family's survival in a manner befitting a patriarch of some hundred years ago -- namely, marrying off each of the young women to a husband that can furnish the necessities of life, if not necessarily love. That's easier said than done, as all three of the Owen girls pose their own problems with the traditional procedure. While Esther has assumed much of her late mother's duties about the house, the strong and steady eldest daughter seems destined for a life of spinsterhood, having been born with a birth defect. The beautiful but contrary Cassie is a free spirit whose resistance to an arranged betrothal sends her running straight into the arms of a college-educated merchant's son and self-styled activist.
Speaking from her Washington home, the author describes her play (first composed as her thesis work in 1995, and revised extensively prior to its NJ Rep debut as a script-in-hand reading) as "pretty close to being an ensemble piece, with six pretty good parts." Maintaining that "the overall story is more of a romance," Gregory puts the focus on Cassie and her relationships to her father as well as to Matt, the man who would endeavor to build a levee alongside the community. "To Cassie, Matt represents the outside world; something she finds intriguing . . . while at the same time, he represents a lot of things that Ned finds distasteful," the playwright observes. "You can see it as Matt trying to control nature, while Ned is trying to control his family." Veteran watchers of New Jersey's professional theater scene may recognize Gregory's work from a slightly different nom de plume. Working as Dolores Whiskeyman, the prolific playwright and "recovering critic" authored the acclaimed "Radium Girls," an award-winning historical drama (based on the devastating fate suffered by the female factory workers of the 1920s-era Radium Watch Dial company of Orange). Developed and workshopped during the author's residency with the Madison-based Playwrights Theatre of New Jersey, "Radium Girls" was recently put into print by Dramatic Publishing. So was "The Good Girl is Gone," a black comedy presented by NJ Rep last year as part of the troupe's Monday-evening reading series. As for the crack about being a recovering critic, it was her stint as a play reviewer for the Washington Post that helped Dolores cultivate some useful contacts in regional theater circles, although, she says, "it was getting to the point where I couldn't maintain a relationship with certain theatrical companies and still be an objective critic." These days, the working wordsmith supplements her artistic endeavors by editing articles on state tax law -- a gig she describes as "kind of fun, actually." Jason King Jones directs a cast that features Davis Hall as Ned, with Deborah Baum as Cassie, Christine Bruno as Esther and Lea Eckert as Rachel. David Foubert plays college-boy firebrand Matt McCall, with Brian O'Halloran (the cult-favorite star of such Kevin Smith film productions as "Clerks" and a solid character player on area stages) appearing as the decent, hardworking (but "not terribly exciting") fellow farmer and prospective husband Rudy Bird. Featuring set, costume and lighting designs respectively by Fred Kinney, Patricia Doherty and Jill Nagle, "The Good Daughter" opens this weekend and continues with performances at 8 p.m. Thursdays through Saturdays and at 2 p.m. Sundays through Nov. 16. For reservations and information, call (732) 229-3166. from the Asbury Park Press Published on October 10, 2003 |
| RestoreRadio "The Good Daughter", by D.W. Gregory,
directed by Jason King Jones
L-above, Cast Party Rocks!! with Deborah Baum (Cassie), David Foubert (Matt McCall) director Jones, Davis Hall (Ned Owen), playwright Gregory. Above: Brian O'Hallorn (Rudy Bird), Baum, Gregory, Foubert, Hall, Christine Bruno (Esther Owen), and Exec. Producer Gabor Barabas. Left: Lea Eckert (Rachel Owen) with Mom and friend. Cast party, open to company and audience, is a regular feature of opening night at NJ Rep.
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A Very Good Daughter A rewarding new play awaits theatergoers at the New Jersey Repertory Company’s Lumia Theatre in Long Branch. Just how good is it? It is certainly good enough for me to strongly recommend it to anyone interested in a multifaceted, thought provoking traditional American play which stirs echoes of Eugene O’Neill. The world premiere play The Good Daughter is by D.W. Gregory. To quote the author’s description of the setting, “the action takes place in a farming community in northwest Missouri, not far from the Iowa line – a part of the country where change comes slowly and at a great price.” The first act spans a period of little more than a year, beginning in the summer of 1916. Daughter’s plot and themes are classic, having been employed by playwrights throughout the history of theatre. They provide the potential for scope and power, and for the examination of the human condition, making them irresistible to writers of vision.
The daughters are of marriageable age. Esther, the oldest, has been hardened and worn down from the rigors of having to care for the home and her younger sisters since the early demise of their mother. She is physically handicapped (this is manifested in a severe limp), and it is assumed by her family that she will never marry. Middle sister Cassie conveys an aura of intelligence and an interest in the world outside her community which set her apart from her father and sisters. These attributes contribute to her disinterest in her suitor, tenant farmer and neighbor Rudy Bird. Rudy is a decent and practical man, with a plan to acquire land and partner with Cassie's father as a farmer. He is awkward and diffident in his courtship of Cassie. If this were not enough, Cassie falls in love with another friend of her father, Matt McCall. He has returned from college to his parents and their general store. Bright, sophisticated, forward thinking and ambitious, he is clearly the right match for Cassie. Ned Owens betroths Cassie to Rudy and is unrelenting in his insistence that she marry him. Matt enlists in the Army at the outbreak of The Great War and refuses to run away with Cassie (Matt’s last two actions would read better and play better if their order were reversed). Cassie runs away from her home and family, and a marriage which she cannot accept. Youngest sister Rachel (I bet that you thought that I had forgotten her) accepts her father’s dictum that she marry Rudy in place of her sister. End of act one. When the curtain rises for act two, it is the autumn of 1924. Seven years after having run away, Cassie, the prodigal daughter, returns home. As is the norm in most such cases, Cassie has come home because she is in big trouble. There is an overabundant plot here as there is in act one. However, for most of the second act, the work becomes more resonant and emotionally satisfying as each of the six characters evolves believably in significant ways. I will not say more. The entire play has a backdrop of the mechanization of agriculture, flood, drought, and a growing ability to bend nature to our will. If I have properly succeeded in conveying the engrossing evening of theatre being presented at this tiny 60-odd seat home of the New Jersey Rep by The Good Daughter, you will want to hear the balance of this narrative from D.W. Gregory and her talented presenters themselves. During the first act, I felt that some of the Missouri farm accents were overemphasized. While I do not doubt their authenticity, the accents tend to make the play, along with its humor and dense exposition, feel too broadly drawn. However, when the richness of Gregory’s characterizations becomes more evident in the second act, the entire cast probes deeply to convey them. Deborah Baum is outstanding in portraying the return of the prodigal daughter. She captures Cassie’s pretense of superiority and her ironic disdain for those she left behind. She then convincingly portrays her moments of truth. Christine Bruno portrays the hopefulness and humanity in Esther without softening the pain and bitterness which have caused her to be abrasive. She honestly earns the understanding of the viewer for her Esther. To round out D.W. Gregory’s three sisters, Lea Eckert strongly conveys Rachel’s maturing realization that the needs that she has as an individual are more crucial to her than fulfilling her family niche. Davis Hall is convincing as Ned Owen. As written, Owen is a kind of one note, unreasonably stubborn individual who does not engage our sympathy. Brian O’Halloran as Rudy and David Foubert as Matt make solid contributions. It is difficult to watch Mr. Foubert here and not think of Clark Gable (or was that Rhett Butler?). Within the realm of the possible, New Jersey Rep has succeeded admirably in conveying the scope of the work. Director Jason King Jones brings solid work from his cast, maintains an appropriately brisk pace, and achieves a smoothness and clarity of focus that is quite remarkable under the circumstances. The concept for the basic set is a barn with an open door looking out onto a field. As the action shifts mostly to various rooms in the residence and around the farm, the placement of the barn door shifts, and various items of furniture decorate the set. We may not always be certain just what part of the house we are in, but the design insures that a sense of the farm is always there, and the look and feel seem just right. Credit the solid design work of Fred Kinney. And the lighting and sound design (and effects) by Jim Nagle and Merek Royce Press, respectively, are terrific. Daughter feels overwritten. It may need less plotting and more room to breathe. The event leading to the first act curtain is presented in a very contrived fashion to produce a surprise twist which undermines Gregory’s seriousness of purpose. The climax is sudden and unsatisfying. However, these reservation are significantly outweighed by the play’s virtues. Author D.W. Gregory is terrific at conveying detail and nuance in her characters. Five of the six display extraordinarily organic growth and/or change. It is not that we are told of changed circumstance or just have to accept it as a given. Additionally, the play is loaded with ideas which arise organically from the plot and characters. It also plays against a rich canvas of our history. The Good Daughter by D.W. Gregory; directed by Jason King Jones; Cast: Deborah Baum (Cassie Owen); Christine Bruno (Esther Owen); Lea Eckert (Rachel Owen); David Foubert (Matt McCall); Davis Hall (Ned Owen); Brian O’Halloran (Rudy Bird). |
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THE GOOD
DAUGHTER Long Branch - Whether it has been tales from the Brothers Grimm, plays by Shakespeare, Chekhov and Wendy Wasserstein, or countless novels and film scenarios, the conflict and jealousies between sisters has remained a compelling literary and dramatic staple through the ages. In "The Good Daughter," now having its world premiere at New Jersey Repertory Company, playwright D.W. Gregory hasn't broken any new ground in the familiar genre as much as she has turned the melodramatic soil just enough to make her characters appear fresh and vital. Set in a farming community in Northwest Missouri, the play's action occurs between 1917 and 1924 and mostly in and around the modest homestead of Ned Owen (Davis Hall), a stolid God-fearing widower left with three daughters to raise. Here, Ned's determination to keep the farm going and survive the ever unpredictable and threatening Missouri River is as pressing as his desire to marry off his daughters to the first man able to provide them with a good home and the basic necessities. Unsurprisingly, the daughters, the men in their lives, not to mention the river, have their own motivations. Under Jason King Jones' sturdy un-fussy direction, the deluge of romance, regrets, recriminations and rebellious behavior that propel "The Good Daughter," takes an almost retro dramatic course. But it is a course that, for all its contrived arteries, is precisely and skillfully constructed. The eldest 20 year-old Cassie (Deborah Baum) is pretty and openly discontent with her life on the farm and unwilling to comply with her father's wish that she marry Rudy Bird (Brian O'Halloran), an awkwardly amorous neighboring farmer for whom she has no feelings. More conciliatory toward the house rules imposed by the somewhat stiff-necked Ned is Esther (Christine Bruno), the middle sister born with a physical defect who has, nevertheless, assumed many of the chores of her late mother. She is also, despite her father's resignation that she is not likely to marry, capable of harboring romantic notions. These are secretly directed to Matt McCall (David Foubert), the dashing college graduate and civic-minded activist son of a local shop owner. Matt has recently come back to his hometown and set as his primary goal persuading Ned and the townsfolk to build a levee to help protect the community. Cassie's infatuation and open flirting with the equally rebellious Matt doesn't go unnoticed by the youngest, 15 year-old Rachel (Lea Eckert), whose sweetness is tempered by her loyalty to her father. A scheme, hatched between Cassie and Rachel to promote a romance between Esther and Rudy, produces an unexpected consequence. This is no less unexpected than the reason Cassie leaves home after Matt decides to enlist in the Army. It is seven years later when Cassie returns home amid a flood of mixed emotions from the family and a real flood of the Missouri River. The play has a very fine cast able to provide the subtler and more pronounced changes their characters undergo. Baum's change from a free-spirit to a sadder and wiser Cassie is as impressive as is Bruno's blossoming as a self-realized Esther. Eckert is touching as she reflects Rachel's poignant transition from familial stability into emotional instability, the result of a loveless marriage. It is as revelatory a turn as the ones O'Halloran and Foubert are required to make as more mature and self-made men. Hall is excellent as Ned who finds his fate is determined as much by a good daughter (which one I won't reveal) as it is by his steadfast trust in God's deliverance. A torrential rain storm (a real curtain of rain), with thunder, lightning (lighting design by Jill Nable and sound by Merek Royce Press) is impressive as is designer Fred Kinney's barn-like structure that adapts to various locales. The fine production values serve this good and commendably involving play. It is important to note that D. W. Gregory previously wrote plays as Dolores Whiskeyman. Under that nom de plume, "Radium Girls," an award-winning drama based on the actual events surrounding the fate of female factory workers at the Radium Watch Dial Company of Orange, N. J. during the 1920s, had its premiere two years ago at Playwrights Theater of New Jersey where it received enthusiastic notices. Other work by Gregory has been under development at both P. T. N. J. and at New Jersey Repertory Company. |
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'The Good Daughter' has potential to be even better
Monday, October 13, 2003 BY PETER FILICHIA There's a good deal of water -- but some soap, too -- in "The Good Daughter," D.W. Gregory's new play at New Jersey Repertory Company in Long Branch. The playwright does well when she deals with the river, rain and floods,
and the convincing characters who must cope with them. But Gregory's
plot contains too many soap opera touches. With solid acting and almost as potent direction by Jason King Jones, the adjective that Gregory uses for "Daughter" is the same as one that can describe this evening in the theater. But it could be a good deal more than good. Given that this is its first production, there's reason to believe that "The Good Daughter" can be very good someday. At first glance, the play resembles "King Lear," for it involves a landowner father with three daughters. One difference is that this takes place in 1916 Missouri. Another is that Ned Owen isn't thinking about retirement. He sees greater days for his farm -- if only he can get his daughter Cassie to marry Rudy, a sincere young man who's willing to work hard. Pretty Cassie is Ned's ace trump. Esther walks with a limp, and Rachel is rather ungainly. But Cassie doesn't love Rudy. She's smitten with merchant Matt McCall, a most serious man who holds dear his values about responsibility and community. He's the one who keeps telling Ned he'll lose the farm to flood if he doesn't take precautions. But Ned says, "Only thing you can do is put your faith in the Lord." Cassie is so superior when she's with the fumbling and nervous Rudy -- only to become the jittery one when she's with McCall. After Gregory convinces an audience that these two are wrong for each other, she proceeds to have them fall in love. For McCall doesn't have his feet so much on the ground that he can't be swept off them when Cassie bats her eyelashes the right way. Rudy is devastated, and so is Esther, because she loves him, and he doesn't notice. (See where it's getting sudsy?) Gregory does have a masterstroke at the end of the first act, but King doesn't stage it in a way that gets the maximum impact from it. At the same time, Gregory errs by giving short shrift to Esther. The playwright doesn't show what she's feeling until much later -- and much too late. As Ned, Davis Hall is sleepy-eyed and world-weary, but not too exhausted to show that he truly loves his daughters and fiercely wants the best for them. David Foubert has a Clark Gable-Rhett Butler dash as McCall, but staunchly shows the seriousness of purpose that's so vital to the character. Brian O'Halloran -- of "Clerks" fame -- grows wonderfully from the insecure young man to the responsible breadwinner who always tries to do his best in the face of circumstances that would have defeated many other men. He's not the only one who deftly shows how seven years can change a person. Christine Bruno's Esther, Lea Eckert's Rachel and Deborah Baum's Cassie all display a sparkle in the first act that's deadened by the events of the second. They perform beautifully as a unit, too, and embody the essence of sisterly affection. And which of the three is the good daughter of the title? Gregory slyly lets the audience make up its own mind about this. |
| Intrepid actress ready for next career step Friday, October 03, 2003 BY PETER FILICHIA Christine Bruno is glad she got Laura Wingfield out of the way, so she can now get on to the parts she really wants to play. That includes roles in new works -- such as Esther Owen in D.W. Gregory's
"The Good Daughter." Bruno begins performing it on Thursday
for four weeks at New Jersey Repertory Company in Long Branch. "I didn't play her until two years ago -- on purpose," she says. "Because everyone always expected me to play her. What other part immediately comes to mind for me? So I went the other way completely. But then the opportunity presented itself in Lancaster, Pa., and," she adds brightly, "it turned out to be the best experience in my life." She's hoping her stint in "The Good Daughter" will be as rewarding. In the play, Esther is the eldest of three daughters born to a Missouri farmer. "Once her mother died in childbirth," says the diminutive, lively-voiced actress, "Esther had to become the surrogate mother to her father and the two girls." The plays starts in 1916 and continues through 1923, taking Esther from an unmarried 21-year-old to someone who's considered an old maid at 28 -- especially because she has no prospects on the horizon. "What makes not being married more problematic," says Bruno, "is that the play says that she's been deformed since childhood." The Meriden, Conn., native -- now a New Yorker -- set her sights on a performing career when she was 5, and never wavered through the years. Her mother, father and step-father all tried to dissuade her. "Not because of the cerebral palsy," she says. "They felt the uncertain life of an actor should be out of the question for anybody. This went on until I was playing Mary Warren in 'The Crucible' in San Francisco. I told them, 'I know it's expensive to fly out here, but you have to see I'm not wasting my time.' And they came out and agreed I wasn't." Her parents were protective, Bruno says, partly because they'd seen their daughter endure the taunts of children. "Kids were cruel," she admits, "but at the risk of sounding arrogant here, I'm pretty quick-witted and I realized those kids weren't as on-the-ball as I was. I'm not saying it didn't bother me -- it especially did when someone I thought was a friend felt he had to join the crowd and make fun of me. It took a while to learn that if I'm not with the in-crowd, there's nothing I can do." Teachers paid extra attention to her and she was allowed to leave class five minutes early so that she'd have ample time to get to her next class. "When kids criticized me about that," she says, "I said, 'Oh, I'll trade my life with yours.' And that stopped that." Bruno went to Skidmore College and majored both in theater and political science, the latter in order to have the famous "something to fall back on." After she was graduated, she flirted with the idea of law school, but stayed with the acting. Even though the work hasn't been steady -- a few roles in New York and San Francisco -- she makes ends meet as a freelance copy editor and teacher for the New York public schools' "Kids Project." "Through puppets and actors," she says, "I teach the
kids about disability awareness --how to interact with their disabled
peers. I encourage them to ask questions. Kids are sometimes yelled
at by their parents when they ask a question about the disabled because
it's not 'polite.' But it's fine and natural to ask questions. I know
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Spain Re-develops at Playwrights Theatre
Therefore, despite a really strong effort by director John Pietrowski to breathe life into Spain, an absurd new comedy by Jim Knable, by staging it in the round with bright lighting and a sense of airy spaciousness, there is just very little in the writing to hold our interest. Barbara, an attractive young woman whose husband has left her for a younger gal with a “boob job,” is fulminating in her Washington, D.C. apartment when a 16th century Spanish Conquistador materializes. It seems Barbara has an obsession with the culture of Spain. Despite Pietrowski’s description of the work as a metaphysical comedy, there seems nothing metaphysical here. What we immediately know is that this blustering figure in armor and any other non-contemporary character who will be introduced will be a figment of Barbara’s imagination, a dream or dreamlike hallucination. Her visitor is a comedic figure who doesn’t know how he has come to speak English. However, he is big on rape and murder. In time, he reveals that his name is El Tigre (the tiger). He produces a “Mayan Ancient” who confirms his pedigree with a couple of deadly dull and contradictory stories about “passing through a portal” into contemporary D.C. It really is nothing to worry about, because what you see is not what you get, and it will change over the course of the play. I could not discern any growth in Barbara nor could I uncover any clues to understanding her from the figments of her imagination which occupy most of play’s mercifully brief running time. When more contemporary visions entered the scene, I did sometimes prematurely wonder whether figments were being replaced by reality, but I was rarely amused and never engaged. The eager cast acquits itself well. Kristin Johansen is a slightly daft, likeable Barbara. Chris Tomaino is game in two variations of her Spanish knight. Angela Della Ventura is quite engaging and shows good range in several of her smaller roles. Her male Ancient was not for me. Natalie Wilder as Diversion (don’t ask) performs well throughout. The on-stage hero of the evening is Philip F. Lynch. He performs a couple of varied roles (including Barbara’s husband) well and provides the most enjoyable moments of the evening with his playing of what sounds like traditional melodic Spanish guitar music. It was a pleasure to note in the program that Lynch composed original music for the evening. This co-production with the New Jersey Repertory Company in Long Branch arrives directly from its run at NJRC. The play was originally produced a couple of seasons back by the Woolly Mammoth Theatre in Washington. Author Knable felt that he needed to do further developmental work on the play. He found that it is harder to get a work in development a second production than a first. Pietrowski confirms this and states that he feels PTNJ should function as an additional port of call in such situations - another admirable mission for an admirable theatre. Spain continues performances through October 5 at Playwrights Theatre of New Jersey, 33 Green Village Road, Madison, NJ 07940. 973-514-1787, ext. 30; on-line http://www.ptnj.org/ Spain by Jim Knable; directed by John Pietrowski; Cast (in order of appearance): Kristin Johansen (Barbara); Chris Tomaino (Conquistador); Angela Della Ventura (Ancient); Natalie Wilder (Diversion); Philip F. Lynch (John) Photo: SuzAnne Barabas |
Tripping through 'Spain': Shape-shifting comedy served in the round at NJ Rep Published in the Asbury Park Press 8/15/03By TOM CHESEK It's a moment that occurs pretty close to the end of "Spain," the trippy little play now in its regional premiere engagement at New Jersey Repertory Company's Lumia Theatre in Long Branch -- although it's the kind of device you'd wish more playwrights packed in their bag of tricks these days.
A suburbanite by the name of Barbara stands confronted by a drum-beating Mayan mystic in a place that's either antique Andalucia or some trans-dimensional Z-bricked limbo. Two men lay dead on the floor from apparent sword wounds, and ignored for the nonce is the scarlet-gowned, bosom-heaving apparition of Barbara's co-worker, a transformed plainjane by the name of Diversion. When Barbara is asked her take on what it all means, she spells it all out for us, going around the room and explaining what each of the characters represent to her. As a means to an ending for this often difficult piece, it serves to drive the action back down to Earth for a crucial conclusion. As a handy helper for savvy students with a quiz in the morning (or slow-on-the-uptake critic types with a deadline), it's a godsend. Not that we necessarily have to buy wholesale any of the notions expressed by the heroine of West Coast scribe Jim Knable's surreal comedy, since it's fairly well established at the outset that Barbara (played with unsettling purposefulness by Kristin Johansen) has been driven over the brink by the departure of her husband John (Philip Lynch, who just wrapped a co-starring role in NJ Rep's "The Adjustment"). We might surmise this by the presence of a sixteenth-century conquistador who arrives (in full period armor and with remarkable command of contemporary American English) with his feet propped up on her living room coffee table 3/4 having allegedly experienced a close encounter with the mystical New World ancient (Angela Della Ventura).
For Barbara, who admits an obsession with the idea of Spain (though she's never been), the brutal, blustering, unrepentant raper and pillager who calls himself El Tigre is hardly anyone's romantic ideal. As played by Chris Tomaino of Tinton Falls (seen in a lead role in this season's "Winterizing the Summer House") the time-hopping visitor is ultimately little more than a posturing frat brat in an admittedly very groovy helmet; showing infinitely more regard for the plumed headgear than in any human life. What to make, though, of the fact that El Tigre can also be seen by the repressed, business-suited Diversion (we thought she was named "The Virgin" until we scanned the program)? While we're at it, what's the deal with the occasional appearances of the inscrutable Ancient, a figure whose every muttering and meandering elicited considerable titters from the laugh-at-anything element in the audience, but who seems to be keeping us from some considerably larger and darker joke? There's little in the overlong and underperforming first act of Knable's "lyrical comedy" -- 3/4 punctuated in parts by what we assumed to be Spanish folk song pastiches by the author that does anything more than lard up layers of flashbacks, fantasies and filigree. Still, we could excuse some of the amorphous mess if we take it on good faith that most of the action happens inside of Barbara's head -- after all, few of us have insides of heads that are the stuff of a tightly-plotted two-act. What does become evident by intermission is that Ms. Della Ventura has much more to contribute than her turns as the Ancient; particularly a fun bit as Barbara's boss. If Act I comes close to gagging
on its own artifice, however, the second act succeeds in peeling away
much of the layers of arty-choke, stripping the armor from these humanoid
ciphers and giving us a first glimpse of some real characters. While the
impressive Della Ventura continues to convey various manifestations of
wisdom and authority -- three of them male -- by play's end (there's even
a sly in-joke built into the script commenting on her chameleonic duties),
Natalie Wilder as Diversion brings her single assigned character to life
via a series of walk-on, walk-off appearances that range from candidly
confessional cameos to a funny full-gallop visualization of her pet fantasy.
Lynch offers up a curious set of characterizations that may or may not
all be visions of wayward hubby John. Even the ridiculous El Tigre is
not at all what he first seems -- and Tomaino rises to the occasion, finding
a human heart inside the discarded battle regalia.Presented in the round
within the Lumia's smaller-scaled Dwek Performance Space, this is the
second co-production of NJ Rep in cahoots with the Madison-based Playwright's
Theatre of New Jersey -- and, unlike 2002's two-man burlesque "Big Boys,"
this is scarcely an old-school laugh routine. The cast (under the supervision
of PTNJs artistic director John Pietrowski) gets put through their multi-media
paces here, with Lynch singing and playing guitar; Della Ventura and Wilder
duetting, and Wilder called upon to strum the six-string and do a bit
of rudimentary juggling -- as well as something akin to a flamenco step.
It's up to Wilder and Johansen to steer this weird vehicle through the
home stretch; feet propped up on that coffee table for a strangely satisfying
conclusion. |
Monday, August 11, 2003 The play called "Spain" is mainly quite insane. Jim Knable's current effort at the New Jersey Repertory Company in Long
Branch starts out promisingly. Barbara Tusenbach is more miserable than
her namesake in Chekhov's "The Three Sisters." For after five
years of marriage, her husband John has left her for a younger and prettier
woman. Barbara doesn't care. She likes the strong, swarthy guy. "Luckily, he speaks English," she tells the audience. She is unnerved, though, when he becomes savage, as is his uncivilized wont. "You represent everything I hate about Spain," she tells him. "Why couldn't you be like Lorca or Picasso?" For El Tigre believes in murdering your adversary when he does you dirty. Eventually Barbara considers becoming barbaric. Maybe a good sword in the stomach is just what John deserves. "Tell me what it's like to kill someone," she implores her conquistador. That's when matters become disturbing. By this point, the audience has come to care for Barbara, especially because she's so well-played by Kristin Johansen. She has a smile as bright as the sun in the Spanish sky that she describes. Many an actress can show fire in her belly, but when Johansen is called to do that, she also shows a fire in her face. Yet Knable betrays both Barbara and the audience by suddenly changing the goofy, good-natured comedy. He puts Barbara in a genuinely dangerous and disturbing situation, one that is remotely funny. This makes the first scene of the second act downright unbearable. By this point, the play has become terribly confusing, too. The writing is so painfully undisciplined that an audience could easily be pardoned for tuning out. If anyone is still paying attention, he might nod in agreement when Barbara says such lines as "What is the point of this?" or "This is madness," not to mention, "I don't understand who I am." But then, in the final minutes, Knable suddenly and admirably pulls the play together to show us what's really been on its mind. "Spain" turns out to be about the difficulties that cloud the mind when the spouse you still love leaves you. Granted, that's a good and valid theme, but Knable uses a plot device that often shows up at the end of a sixth-grader's homework composition. Whenever a kid comes up with a solution like Knable's, his teacher often writes "C-minus" at the top of the paper. Chris Tomaino is El Tigre, burning brightly in a wonderfully haughty and mock-heroic way. He stands tall, poses like Superman, and delivers dramatic gestures at every turn. Moments later, though, he can narrow his eyes to slits when some 21st century technological device -- or feminist viewpoint -- confuses him. As Diversion -- and why she's named that turns outto be a cheap trick, too -- Natalie Wilder has the chirpy voice and diminutive height worthy of the best second bananas. Philip F. Lynch makes John matter-of-factly guilt-free for all the pain he's caused his wife. "Spain" is staged with brio by John Pietrowski, the artistic director of Playwrights Theatre of New Jersey in Madison, where the show will move in September. Their subscribers had best hope that Jim Knable does an enormous rewrite before then. |
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| Lemonade Reading |
| On July 21 at 7 p.m. I attended my first-ever staged reading of
a play at the New Jersey Repertory Company at 179 Broadway in Long Branch.
Well, to be more accurate, it was my first-ever staged reading of any play,
anywhere, but that's really neither here nor there. The play was "Lemonade," written by Mike Folie, directed by Evan Bergman and starring Bruce Faulk, Ben Masur, Tricia Burr, Katrina Ferguson and Doris Dunigan. It was done as part of the Company's new "Script-in-Hand" series; held every Monday at 7 p.m. Quickly noting the fact that at 20 I was the youngest person in the audience by a good thirty years or so, I also observed that the relatively small theater was absolutely packed for the reading that evening. It became necessary to set chairs along the aisles to accommodate everyone. People scrunched together and fire codes were possibly violated that evening, all in the name of theater. |
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| ”Lemonade” players |
| Despite the self-explanatory nature of the term, I was still somehow surprised when I found that a staged reading is exactly what it sounds like; the actors sit in chairs on the stage and read from the script. They act just with their voices and occasionally mime gestures or even physical combat, but rarely, if ever, stand up, except to exchange positions with one another when it becomes necessary. Stage directions were read out loud by the narrator (Dunigan), and much of the actual action was left to the imagination of the viewer. Typically this created no problem for me and only became strange when we were told that a character had exited but…there they were, still seated there. |
"Lemonade" itself was
clever and definitely funny, but particularly in the second act fell into
such explosive goofiness that I'm not sure I could even accurately describe
it. Suffice it to say it focused on (and exclusively featured) four people:
Carl (Faulk), Jim (Masur), Jane (Burr), and Betsy (Ferguson). Carl and
Jane are married; Jim is an old school friend of Carl's who falls for
Jane, and Betsy is an old school friend of Jane's who has been having
a year-long affair with Carl. |
Small theaters pool limited resources Friday, August 08, 2003 BY PETER FILICHIA Fifty-thousand dollars. That's what it takes for a workshop production with a small cast and minimal sets to stage a play. It's the reason that New Jersey Repertory Company in Long Branch and the Madison-based Playwrights Theatre of New Jersey are splitting the costs on a production of Jim Knable's "Spain." It opens tonight in Long Branch for a six week run before moving to Madison for another three. "Spain" is a place where Barbara (Kristin Johansen) wants to go. So after her husband (Phillip F. Lynch) abandons her, she goes there in her mind and meets a 16th-century conquistador (Chris Tomaino). She's as surprised by her hallucination as she is at her attraction to him -- after all, he is a barbarous murderer. But Barbara soon finds that he's not an illusion, given that her friend, the fancifully named Diversion (Natalie Wilder), sees him, too. "Spain" is the second annual collaboration for the two theaters. The alliance is a happy one, say both John Pietrowski, artistic director of Playwrights, Gabor Barabas, executive producer of New Jersey Rep. But the union has its roots in tragedy. Pietrowski went to Philadelphia in 2001 to attend a festival at the National New Play Network, an organization made up of theater groups from 25 states, including New Jersey, devoted to fostering new work. His troupe, Playwrights Theatre, was one of 17 members. There he ran into Barabas and Stewart Fisher, New Jersey Rep's artistic associate. All spoke of the expense in developing new plays and casually discussed working together to ameliorate the cost. Meanwhile, all three took a shine to "Spain" when it was read at the festival. Fisher wanted to direct it, and Barabas made the necessary arrangement for an October 2002 opening. Fisher had approved designs and had cast three of the five roles when he unexpectedly died on Sept. 22 of an aneurysm. "We were, of course, devastated," says Barabas. Meanwhile, Pietrowski was developing a new play called "Big Boys." Barabas called and said they needed to fill the "Spain" slot, and asked if they could co-produce and move "Big Boys," a comedy about a cowardly man who works for an abusive mogul. "Big Boys" premiered at New Jersey Rep last fall and moved to Playwrights last winter. The two theaters split the costs, as they are doing again for "Spain." "It's not quite a 50-50 split," says Pietrowski, "but it's close." Both men say the costs are pro-rated according to the length of runs and the size of their theaters. (Playwrights has 125 seats, while New Jersey Rep is using its smaller 53-seat theater.) But Pietrowski and Barabas are delighted the way the alliance has played out and say they'll continue working together in the future. Barabas is also impressed with Pietrowski for another reason. The National New Play Network's charter decrees that it would consist of no more than 25 troupes and that each state could only have one member. Playwrights Theatre was already a member, so New Jersey Rep was therefore ineligible -- until Pietrowski went to bat for Barabas' troupe to be included. "Only once before did a theater ask that it be admitted from a state that already had a member in the network," says Barabas. "But the member theater from that state said no, and that was that. John could have said no, too. "And here's the thing," he adds. "That theater that vetoed
was from Texas, and nowhere near the other one that applied. We're much
closer geographically, but still John said 'yes.'" |
Deranged in 'Spain:' Dark comedy traces a twisted path to NJ Rep premiere Published in the Asbury Park Press 8/08/03By TOM CHESEKCorrespondent
That's the logical, straightforward part. What truly sets Jim Knable's dark, surreal comedy "Spain" apart from the dark, surreal competition is the long and twisted path it's rambled on the way to its opening tonight at New Jersey Repertory's Lumia Theatre in Long Branch. Originally written at New York University by Sacramento native Knable and workshopped by the acclaimed Woolly Mammoth company, "Spain" received a high-profile showcase at the National New Plays Networking Conference in Washington, where it caught the eye of the New Jersey Repertory braintrust. Shoehorned into the 2002 season -- even bumping one of the already-announced plays off the schedule -- the show was assigned to assistant artistic director Stewart Fisher, the Seattle transplant whose flair for edgy new works (particularly those by Michael T. Folie) had earned him justifiable acclaim throughout East Coast theatrical circles. Just a few weeks into production and right in the midst of a casting session, the 37-year old Fisher succumbed to a heart attack -- effectively bringing down the curtain on the show, and throwing the entire NJ Rep season into turmoil. Enter John Pietrowski, artistic director for Playwrights Theatre of New Jersey. Poised last October to mount a production of the two-man comedy "Big Boys" at Playwright Theatre's playhouse in Madison, Pietrowski was contacted by NJ Rep co-founder Gabor Barabas with the suggestion that the two like-minded troupes pool their resources and stage Rich Orloff's play as a co-presentation, in an extended engagement divided between the two venues. Under Pietrowski's direction, "Big Boys" enjoyed a successful run that scored points well beyond merely acting as an emergency stopgap on the NJ Rep schedule (it also didn't hurt that the tag-team approach was viewed as a possible panacea for the jitters surrounding the anticipated defunding of arts organizations). When it naturally came time to discuss a follow-up joint venture, it was the man from Madison who lobbied hard to pick up the production of "Spain" -- reasoning that "some kind of closure was needed for everyone, and I thought doing a play (Stewart) had deep feelings about was a good way of honoring his memory." Of his potentially uncomfortable task in piecing together fragments of a departed and very much beloved director's artistic vision, Pietrowski observes that "I was fully aware I might be begging comparisons, but that was a challenge -- and I like confronting challenges like that. "I also saw picking up the direction of 'Spain' as a rare opportunity to work with an additional collaborator, i.e., Stewart," says the director of the predecessor whose contributions to the production's design and casting have been preserved by the current crew. "I felt as though I was having an ongoing conversation with him that transcended language and time -- which is totally in keeping with the play." Joining Johansen in the cast are a number of faces both familiar and not-so-familiar upon the Lumia stage, including Angela Della Ventura, Natalie Wilder, Tinton Falls resident Chris Tomaino (co-star of this year's "Winterizing the Summer House") and Philip Lynch, who rehearsed this show even as he was performing a lead role in the recently-wrapped Folie offering "The Adjustment." Knable, who in praising his "very brave" new director maintains that "there is never just one vision in a production of a play," makes the observation that "without meaning any glibness, I have (Stewart) to thank for one of the most meaningful and intense experiences I have ever had -- and I mean the experience of witnessing his sudden passing. "I have a better understanding of the human condition in all its frailty and beauty because of this experience," the playwright adds. "And isn't that what artists are supposed to give other people?" Pietrowski, who sees the hastily-arranged union of the two forward-thinking companies as "something that would have happened anyway," looks at "Spain" as "a metaphysical comedy -- there is both madness and wisdom in the play, working together in a magical way to weave a hilarious web of altered consciousness." "This is not an escapist fantasy. There's a lot of death in it -- a lot of blood," insists Knable. "There is some genuine silliness, but there's also real danger, chaos, confusion, anger and frustration in it. "This is a play about confrontation, and it asks everyone to meet it on its own terms." the author stresses. "I'm still engaged in a life and death struggle with it -- someday it will kill me, too. Until then, on with the play!" Featuring set and full-metal-jacket costume designs respectively by NJ Rep veterans Jeremy Doucette and Patricia Doherty, "Spain" opens this weekend and continues with performances at 8 p.m. Thursdays through Saturdays and at 2 p.m. Sundays through Sept. 7. After that, the show moves to Playwright Theatre's Madison stage for an additional three-week run. For reservations and other information, call NJ Rep at (732) 229-3166 or Playwrights Theatre at (973) 514-1787. from the Asbury Park Press Published on August 8, 2003 |
Hearts and bones: Make a date for a little 'Adjustment' at NJ Rep Published in the Asbury Park Press 7/11/03
Packed with bullheaded, aggressively neurotic characters and punctuated with enough gunplay, grappling and strangulation to give the local cineplex a run for its grosses, the recent plays of Michael T. Folie have veered from meaningful, issues-driven dialogue ("Slave Shack") to mean-spirited diatribes with lots of driving ("Panama"). |
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As playwright in residence with the Monmouth County-based New Jersey Repertory Company, the former Middletown denizen has enjoyed an arrangement shared by few other working dramatists; a relationship that dates back to the company's early-success stagings of his "Naked by the River" and "Unhappy Woman." With "The Adjustment," a bittersweet love story now in its premiere engagement at NJ Rep's Lumia Theatre in downtown Long Branch, Folie shows a more mature, ever so slightly less cynical hand in relating the tale of two people who never really should ever have gotten together. Addressing the audience with candor -- but never seeming to carve out any real intimacy with anyone else on the planet -- Sharon Gray (Folie veteran Liz Zazzi) is a big-city political lobbyist who's very good at what she does; a backroom-savvy dealmaker who takes justifiable pride in her somewhat shady line of endeavor, even as she's dogged every step of the way by the grim tattoo of the old biological clock. As if somebody fed her a magic potion that caused her to fall tush-over-teakettle in love with the first man she sees, Sharon's spur-of-the-moment appointment for an "adjustment" leads to an arguably ill-advised involvement with Dr. Matthew Cohen (Phillip F. Lynch, who co-starred in the very first NJ Rep production "Ends"). The struggling chiropractor probably couldn't be more wrong for the ambitious lobbyist, being that he's (a) married; (b) suffering from Parkinson's disease; and (c) an orthodox Jew (to Sharon's "sorta-Jew") and devout acolyte of one Rabbi Shimmel, a possibly fraudulent (though undeniably charismatic) figure with an interest in one of Sharon's pet deals. As played with immense energy and full command of every scene by Zazzi (veteran of everything from "The Taming of the Shrew" to a longtime stint in "Tony 'n Tina's Wedding"), Sharon is a woman who never does anything halfway when there's a deal to be cut; insinuating herself into the gentle-natured doctor's life with the same amount of gusto she brings to the hair-trigger cable franchise negotiation that's got every one of the town's ward bosses salivating. Offering to tie Dr. Cohen's competitor down in bureaucratic duct-tape; brokering a compromise with the mysterious Shimmel to obtain the rabbi's blessing on a potentially lifesaving (but forbidden) medical procedure for Cohen; Sharon makes the wooing of the unassuming back-cracker her obsessive focus -- even her next project. There are pitfalls and pockmarks on the deal table, of course. The advance of the doctor's disease leaves little time for any party to sleep on any offered bargain. To give Shimmel what he desires would likely spell the end to Sharon's professional clout and credibility (the scene wherein Sharon meets the sect leader is especially effective and surprising). And, putting aside his conflicted feelings on the dissolution of his family, Matthew would simply never disobey the rabbi, no matter how dire the consequences to his own life and livelihood. So, there are choices to be made by these people, and regardless of how one reacts to the way things pan out for the star-crossed couple, you've got to admit that the characters and cast (under the supervision of NJ Rep artistic director SuzAnne Barabas) have you very much hooked by play's end -- and that the often fiendishly hilarious Folie has displayed a real knack for drama here. Maybe a tad too much drama in places. Sharon's confessional monologue revealing the existence of Holocaust victims in her family tree seems tacked on to little or no effect. And having one of the supporting characters dying of cancer is a completely unnecessary device that would have been overkill even in a made-for-Lifetime weeper. Still, the author's instincts are true where the focus remains on Sharon and Matthew; Lynch maintains a solid and subtle touch in a role that calls for tremors, seizures, paralysis and even a bit of ballroom dancing. There are other men in Sharon Gray's life, and an assortment of them -- a conniving councilman, a Latino fixer, a gay confidante, an ex-boyfriend and Shimmel's serene yet sinister assistant -- happen to be portrayed by a very versatile Daniel B. Utset (with a toolbox full of accents and mannerisms, and a real character player's instinct for cutting to the chase); as if to drive home the point that all of these guys represent variations on the same leitmotif of cynical wheeling and dealing. |
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Well worth the risk Latest New Jersey Repertory producting is sometimes dark, but ultimately bright
Monday, June 23, 2003 BY PETER FILICHIAStar-Ledger Staff
Before the curtain rose on "The Adjustment" on Friday night, Gabor Barabas, executive producer of the New Jersey Repertory Company, told the crowd that his troupe has produced 30 new plays in the five years since it arrived in Long Branch. What he didn't say, but what was soon evident, is that this comedy-drama is the best of the entire bunch. Mike Folie's play certainly takes risks. At times, it's so cynical that it comes dangerously close to insulting the Jewish religion, and the people who most believe in it. It's often ugly, too, in how it looks at politicians and the deals they cut. But even when it swerves into dark territory, it's always entertaining, thanks to its convincing characters and sharp dialogue. Finally, it offers a most satisfying and wonderfully sentimental ending that justifies the means it took to get there. Sharon Gray is a political lobbyist who's got a crick in her neck. When she finally gets around to visiting a chiropractor, she finds that Dr. Matthew Cohen is an Orthodox Jew with Parkinson's disease. Right away, Folie shows he isn't setting up a usual boy-meets-girl plot -- though he does make these opposites attracted to each other. Sharon keeps returning because Matthew is quite good in getting rid of her pains. So when his practice is in danger of failing, she uses use her considerable political influence to see that he stays in business. She's not above doing something unethical to make it happen, though that's anathema to him. As the plot unfolds, many a theatergoer will nod his head, secure that he's figured out where this play is going. Soon, though, he'll be scratching that head, wondering if he can keep up with the surprise after surprise that Folie delivers. SuzAnne Barabas, New Jersey Rep's artistic director, stages it briskly, but her best decision was to engage one of the state's best's actresses to play Sharon. Liz Zazzi seems to be a mixture of Lucille Ball and Gilda Radner, but ultimately she is her own special creation. Her delicious voice has the quality of a whiskey sour with a spoonful of sugar added. She has eyes that turn sad and tired when she sees that someone is trying to snow her. Streisand's Fanny Brice in "Funny Girl" claimed she had "36 expressions," but Zazzi has a good dozen more than that. And when she crawls onto Matthew's examining table on all fours, she appears to be a tigress stalking her prey. Playing a character who is sure of herself and making her endearing isn't an easy task. Zazzi, though, shows that Sharon's penchant for manipulation is just an occupation hazard. The actress also maneuvers well her character's profane vocabulary that would make her right at home in a David Mamet play. In short, Zazzi has a number of "z's" in her name, but her acting certainly won't put anyone to sleep. As Matthew, Philip F. Lynch has the less colorful role, but he delivers the right amount of sensitivity and sincerity. He has a wonderful bedside manner befitting the most altruistic of doctors. What's more, he beautifully handles a speech on how he came to embrace Orthodox Judaism. Special credit, too, to Daniel B. Utset, who must play a councilman, a pretentious partygoer, a well-meaning politician, a medical honcho, and a rabbi's secretary. Though his look doesn't much change when his characters do, he does manage to give each a distinct personality. Theatergoers are urged to adjust their schedules to include "The Adjustment." |
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There are some
subjects you are well advised not to discuss with your in-laws; sex, religion
and politics are the big three. Throw in chiropractic versus medical, and
you've got the essence of Mike Folie's play The Adjustment, running through
July 26 at New Jersey Repertory Company. So don't bring your in-laws. But don't let that keep you away. The Adjustment is an altogether satisfying character study that weaves those touchy topics into an engrossing, unusual, romantic story. Folie's play isn't a smooth finished product (producer Gabor Barabas calls it a "new play in development"), but you do end up absorbed in the story and involved with the characters, and that's plenty. Sharon Gray (Liz Zazzi) is a political lobbyist, single, with an inordinate amount of power and a stiff neck. She wants to be rich and have a baby, not necessarily in that order. She visits Matthew Cohen (Philip F. Lynch), an orthodox Jewish chiropractor, married, with a failing practice and an advanced case of Parkinson's disease. He always wanted to be a Rabbi, but settled for cracking bones. Not exactly a match made in heaven. He adjusts her spine (sans her blouse, which is gratuitous mild prurience; Zazzi is jazzy enough fully clothed), and she uses her political muscle to save his practice. |
| Matthew will not have life-saving
surgery because his Rabbi forbids the particular procedure, and Sharon is
extorting ten million dollars from a real estate developer. She also has
the political power to divert a 25 million-dollar cable TV contract with
a phone call (a point requiring near-impossible suspension of disbelief),
and, oh yes; she also takes her temperature to track her ovulation cycle.
That this all hangs together in interesting fashion is a tribute to Folie's
story-telling; that the relationship progresses believably from casual to
intense wins further praise for character development and dialogue skills.
That the two actors interact so naturally is a tribute to their skills and
to the intuitive direction of SuzAnne Barabas. Zazzi has a confident physical presence and wonderfully refreshing freedom of movement and expression. In the small Lumia Theatre, we're up close to the performers, and Zazzi's non-stagy immersion into her character becomes a shared experience. In her natural playing, we know and like Sharon right from the start, and we end up aware that no matter how many times Sharon refers to herself as a chronic liar, she's the one who emerges with real integrity. While Matthew manipulates Sharon literally, the reverse happens figuratively. Everything that befalls the indecisive doc is at Sharon's direction, but Lynch avoids the wimp factor neatly. Lynch affects the look of a bookish fellow, and Matthew's discomfort with newly aroused feelings and ambitions are well and subtly acted. Can he admit his attraction to Sharon and possibly betray his wife (Miriam, of course)? Is he willing to defy the Rabbi to save his own life? Whatever Sharon wants, Sharon gets; a lesser Matthew would make it too easy. Lynch strikes the right balance between resistance and compliance. Another actor, Daniel B. Utset, plays five vignette scenes that flesh out the story. The technique was the only redeeming feature of Folie's Panama, and here it's 60% effective. The cliché Jewish businessman with an accent that went out with vaudeville and an equally exaggerated nance are hardly worthy caricatures, shamelessly written and acted. But in the second act, both Folie and Utset do a 180: An Hispanic politician, a concerned physician and especially a smarmy, imperious Rabbi's "secretary" are authentically written and very well acted. (Utset makes that last one scary.) Fred Kinney's set is utilitarian; chiropractic offices aren't exactly haute. It's Jeff Greenberg's lighting design that takes tech honors. Actors and lighting are partners here, shifting smoothly with each other to effectively suggest a number of different settings. The "play in development" could profit from some tweaking. For one, it needs attention to its comedic possibilities. This smart couple and their situations are ripe for quipping, but the rhythms just miss. For another, the crux of the play rests with an assumption, referred to above, that stretches credulity. Sharon is a lobbyist, neither a party nor political boss; that she could effect a huge deal with a phone call is ludicrous. After a couple of lesser efforts, The Adjustment is Folie's best play since his excellent Naked By the River. Zazzi removed her shirt in that play also, so maybe it's not so gratuitous after all. |
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