Good Night, Oscar

B

As a fan of both Oscar Levant and Sean Hayes (Promises, Promises; “Will & Grace”), I was excited by the opportunity to see the latter portray the former on a Broadway stage. Hayes has been developing the project for almost a decade and, after a false start with another playwright, chose Doug Wright (I Am My Own Wife, Grey Gardens) to do the script. The result is a cleverly crafted showcase for dramatic and pianistic talents that Hayes has not had a previous opportunity to display. The emotionally unstable Levant was a frequent guest on Jack Paar’s show because Paar (Ben Rappaport, Fiddler on the Roof) thought his unpredictability was good for ratings. He did appear on Paar’s LA debut show, but not, as the play posits, after being sprung under false pretenses for a four-hour pass from a mental institution by his wife June (Emily Bergl, The Ferryman). Until the telecast begins, we must get through lots and lots of exposition supplied by Paar, June, NBC head Bob Sarnoff (Peter Grosz, A Kid Like Jake), a star-struck aide Max (Alex Wyse, Waitress) who just happens to be Sarnoff’s nephew and Alvin (Marchant Davis, Ain’t No Mo’), the orderly who is tasked to keep an eye on Levant during his brief leave. We also get two rather awkward appearances by George Gershwin (a dapper John Zdrojeski, Heroes of the Fourth Turning) who, although dead for 20 years, appears to Levant during his hallucinations. At the end of his live on-screen conversation with Paar, Levant is wheedled into playing an excerpt from Rhapsody in Blue, which Hayes performs superbly while also remaining in character. Designer Rachel Hauck’s (Hadestown) set is an apt homage to mid-century modern and Emilio Sosa’s (Sweeney Todd) costume for June is a delight. Director Lisa Peterson (Light Shining in Buckinghamshire) gets us through the long exposition before the fun begins as expeditiously as possible. While the other actors served their roles well, most of the success or failure of the play rests on whether Hayes can create a plausible version of Levant. Although I thought he initially overdid the tics and restlessness, I found him increasingly convincing as the play progressed. Although he bears absolutely no physical resemblance to Levant, he actually started to look more and more like him. I’m not sure how much those who did not know Levant as actor, conductor, raconteur or pianist will appreciate the show, but Hayes’ performance is well worth seeing. Running time: one hour 40 minutes; no intermission.

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

A-

Of the four productions of this Sondheim/Wheeler masterpiece that I have seen over the years, this was probably the most musically satisfying. The 26-piece orchestra led by Alex Lacamoire (Hamilton) gives the wonderful score its due and the voices, led by Josh Groban’s (Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812) velvety baritone, are all a joy to hear. Fears that Groban did not have the gravitas for the role were totally misplaced. His Sweeney is a creditable creation. Annaleigh Ashford (Sunday in the Park with George) finds more humor than menace in the role of Mrs. Lovett. Some of her physical comedy is inspired. Gaten Matarazzo (Dear Evan Hansen) is a top-notch Tobias. Ruthie Ann Miles (The King and I) brings depth to the small but key role of the beggar woman. Maria Bilbao and Jordan Fisher sing the roles of Johanna and Anthony beautifully, but I found their characterization a bit wan. Jamie Jackson, John Rapson and Nicholas Christopher are fine as Judge Turpin, Beadle Bamford and Pirelli respectively. My main disappointment was in the scenic design. Mimi Lien (Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812) has an arched bridge crossing the stage that serves as a multitude of locations including Sweeney’s barbershop and Judge Turpin’s home. When Sweeney is at work, the bridge location distances him from the audience. There are no props or even a projection to suggest the judge’s home. The production uses Natasha Katz’s (Some Like It Hot) dramatic lighting rather than images to set the locations and the mood. Emilio Sosa’s (Trouble in Mind) costumes are apt; Mrs. Lovett’s wardrobe reflects her improved circumstances as the story unfolds. The choreography by Steven Hoggett (Harry Potter and the Cursed Child) features tight unsettling groupings. Director Thomas Kail (Hamilton) keeps things moving smoothly most of the time, but there are a few spots where the narrative seemed rushed or muddy. I found my attention wandering occasionally during the long first act. I had been forewarned to expect an intrusively enthusiastic audience, but that turned out not to be the case. The only distraction was the temperature of the theater; there was a cold draft throughout the play that kept me in my coat. Despite that discomfort, it was an afternoon well spent. I can recommend it warmly. Running time: two hours 45 minutes, including intermission.

The Hot Wing King

B-

For the third and final play of her Signature Theatre residency, Katori Hall (Hurt Village, Our Lady of Kibeho) has gone in a surprising direction: she has written a play about six black men in Memphis, of whom four are gay. It’s not often that we get a look at a loving relationship between black gay men and all the more surprising that it took a woman to provide it. The action is set in the cozy home of Dwayne (Korey Jackson; Far from Heaven), manager of a Memphis hotel. His lover Cordell (Toussaint Jeanlouis; but i cd only whisper) and their friends Isom (Sheldon Best; Sugar in Our Wounds) and Big Charles (Nicco Annan) are the other members of the New Wing Order team, who are competing in the annual hot wing contest. Cordell is the genius whose exotic wings recipes the others love to taste. We learn that Cordell is in the process of divorcing his wife who lives in St. Louis with their two college-age sons. He only moved in with Dwayne a few months ago. Big Charles owns the barber shop where Dwayne and Cordell met. I never did figure out how the flamboyant Isom fit into the group. We also meet Dwayne’s brother-in-law TJ (Eric B. Robinson Jr.), a petty crook who is doing a poor job of raising his teenage son EJ (Cecil Blutcher; Showtime Blues) after his wife’s death. Dwayne would like to take EJ in, but Cordell, guilty over abandoning his own sons, doesn’t want to raise someone else’s. Although there are serious moments, humor prevails. I was frustrated that many lines that drew laughs from black members of the audience sailed right by me. The actors work well together, especially in a couple of slapstick scenes. The resolution of the hot wing contest is a bit anticlimactic, but as a group portrait, this lively play succeeds. Michael Canahan’s (Skeleton Crew, The Piano Lesson) set, which consists of a cross-section of Dwayne’s house, looks lived in. Emilio Sosa’s (On Your Feet!, Make Believe) costumes befit their characters. Steve H. Broadnax III’s (Travisville) direction is assured. Running time: two hours 30 minutes including intermission.

Make Believe

A-

Bess Wohl (Small Mouth Sounds, Continuity), one of our most promising young playwrights, is in top form with this bracing new work about a dysfunctional family, now at Second Stage Theater. Wohl bravely entrusts the first half of the play to child actors who play the Conlee family’s four children—Chris (Ryan Foust; Mary Page Marlowe), age 12; Kate (Maren Heary), age 10; Addie (Casey Hilton), age 7; and Carl (Harrison Fox), age 5. When we meet them, they are at play in the enormous playroom that takes up most of the attic of their suburban home. Their usual after-school snacks are missing and their mother is inexplicably absent. As their father is away on business, they find themselves unexpectedly on their own. They have been instructed never to answer the phone, but they learn from a series of voice messages that they avidly listen to through the floorboards that their mother has not shown up for her beauty salon appointment or her book club. As they play house to pass the time, they reveal their understanding of their parents’ toxic marriage. Chris alternates between bully and protector, at one point showing up with two bags of food and a six-pack of beer that he has mysteriously acquired. Kate fantasizes that Princess Grace is her real mother. Addie lavishes attention on her Cabbage Patch doll. Carl contentedly plays the family dog. Eventually we see them all dressed up to leave with their father for an unknown occasion. The action smoothly shifts about 30 years forward when four adults—Kate (Samantha Mathis; 33 Variations, Nomad Motel), Addie (Susannah Flood; Love and Information, Tribes), Carl (Brad Heberlee; A Life, Small Mouth Sounds) and Chris (Kim Fischer; Then She Fell)—are gathered for a funeral. In an extended scene we observe how their adult versions relate to their childhood. We get a clearer understanding of what actually happened before and a few surprises about one of the siblings. We see how each person deals with loss, which, in one case, is extremely moving. I will say no more because I don’t want to spoil the experience. Wohl skillfully knits together the story with humor, suspense and sympathy. There are a few missteps; a close analysis would turn up some holes in the plot, but while you are watching, it is completely absorbing and affecting. The actors, both children and adults, are uniformly strong. The production values are top-notch. The playroom designed by David Zinn (Choir Boy, Torch Song) is inviting and the costumes by Emilio Sosa (On Your Feet!, The Light) are apt. The lighting design by Ben Stanton and sound design by Bray Poor make substantial contributions. Michael Greif (Dear Evan Hansen, Parallelogram) negotiates the play’s rapid shifts and moods skillfully. It is by far the most interesting play I have seen this summer. Running time: 85 minutes; no intermission.

Do You Feel Anger?

C

After a well-received run at last year’s Humana Festival, Mara Nelson-Greenberg’s absurdist comedy about the deranged staff of a debt collection agency and the hapless empathy coach who has brought in to work with them has arrived in New York at Vineyard Theatre. We meet Sofia (Tiffany Villarin; Teenage Dick), whose confidence that she can shape people up is soon put to the test. Jon (Greg Keller; The Amateurs, Belleville), the office manager, wants to think of himself as a nice guy, but we soon see that is a delusion. Eva (Megan Hill; Eddie and Dave), the sole remaining female employee, claims that she has been mugged in the break room with regularity. She can’t remember the name of the boyfriend she just broke up with and is given to oversharing with customers on four-hour phone calls. Janie, the other female employee, went to the bathroom several days ago and has not been seen since. Howie (Justin Long; Seminar) is obsessed with the idea of unreciprocated oral sex and has fearsome temper tantrums. Jordan (Ugo Chukwu; What To Send Up When It Goes Down) has no sense of propriety and fancies himself a poet. We also meet Sofia’s mother (Jeanne Sakata) via pleading phone messages to her daughter that go unanswered. The final character is an old man (Tom Aulino; On the Town) who has a very funny scene which has little bearing on the play and should probably be eliminated. The exercises Sofia uses to teach empathy often lead to hilarious situations. Each employee gets at least one scenery-chewing moment. Cumulatively it’s a bit like a string of very funny SNL sketches. The actors really give it their all, particularly Mr. Long and Ms. Hill. Greg Keller is a master at playing someone who is just slightly “off.” Will Sofia succeed or will they wear her down? It’s a close race. Late in the play, the set by Laura Jellinek (Marvin's Room, Oklahoma!) makes a showy transformation leading to a final scene that I found muddled and unsatisfactory. The costumes by Emilio Sosa (On Your Feet!) are appropriate to each character. The lighting by Marie Yokoyama (Daybreak) is a bit hyperactive. The direction by Margot Bordelon (Eddie and Dave) is smooth. If there is a message here, I would guess it is something about the sorry state of women office workers. Some of the play’s moments are so funny that it might be tempting to overlook the flaws that, for me, ultimately led to disappointment. Running time: 90 minutes; no intermission.

The Light

C+

The program for Loy A. Webb’s drama at MCC Theater’s spiffy new home on W. 52nd Street specifies that the play is set on October 5, 2018. That is the day of the Senate’s cloture vote leading to the confirmation of Justice Kavanaugh the following day. The action takes place in real time that evening at the upscale Hyde Park condo of Genesis (Mandi Masden; Our Lady of Kibeho, The Piano Lesson), an attractive woman approaching 40 who is principal of a prestigious charter school for black students. Genesis is frazzled because one her white teachers stirred up a hornet’s nest by posting a pro-Kavanaugh message online. Rashad (McKinley Belcher III; The Royale), a hunky fireman who, with his mother’s help, is raising a 4-year-old daughter abandoned by her mother, arrives bearing two gifts to celebrate the second anniversary of their first date. The first gift is exactly what Genesis wanted, but the second gift, coveted tickets to a concert by a rock star she disapproves of, sets her off. Genesis takes a long time to admit the reasons for her antipathy to the rock star. One of Genesis’s gifts for Rashad raises a new issue late in the play. What started as a celebration becomes an extended argument over who has it worse, black men or black women. It resembles a mashup of themes underlying the Black Lives Matter and Me Too movements. Both Genesis and Rashad have incidents in their past that make it difficult to achieve mutual understanding. As the play turns didactic, the freshness and vitality take a hit, which is a shame because the beginning is so promising. The acting is very strong and the set by Kimie Nishikawa is sure to evoke real estate envy. Emilio Sosa’s (The Gershwins’ Porgy and Bess) costumes are appropriate. Director Logan Vaughn (Black Flag, Love Letters to a Dictator) occasionally lets the pace lag, The result is a flawed but interesting play. Running time: one hour 45 minutes; no intermission.

Miss You Like Hell

C

Take some social issues — an unforgiving immigration policy, a broken justice system, suicidal teenage depression, Latin pride, same-sex marriage — add music, shake lightly, sprinkle with a dash of feminism, and you might end up with something like the new musical at the Public Theater. The book by Pulitzer winner Quiara Alegria Hudes (In the Heights, Water by the Spoonful) is actually a reworking and musicalization of her earlier play 26 Miles. The two principal characters are Beatriz (Daphne Rubin-Vega; Daphne's Dive, Rent), an undocumented immigrant from Mexico, and Olivia (Gizel Jimenez; Party People), the 16-year-old daughter she had with an Anglo-American. Olivia lives with her father in Philadelphia and has not seen her mother in four years since Beatriz took off for California. Beatriz suddenly shows up in the middle of the night, allegedly to spend a week with her daughter after reading her suicidal threats on her blog “Castaways.” Her ulterior motive is to get Olivia to California to testify as a character witness in her final hearing before possible deportation. How a 16-year-daughter who hasn’t seen her mother in four years could serve as a plausible character witness is one of the weakest plot points. Olivia reluctantly agrees on the condition that they stop at Yellowstone so she can meet Pearl (Latoya Edwards; Polkadots), a young park ranger who is a loyal reader of her blog. Along the way they meet Higgins (David Patrick Kelly; Once) and Mo (Michael Mulheren; Kiss Me, Kate), a gay couple who are on a mission to renew their vows in all 50 states, and Manuel (Danny Bolero; In the Heights), a widowed tamale vendor. The diverse ensemble cast also includes Marinda Anderson, Andrew Cristi, Shawna M. Hamic and Marcus Paul James. Ms. Rubin-Vega and Ms. Jimenez are both quite strong in their roles. The music by Erin McKeown, in a variety of generic styles, is serviceable. The scenic design by Riccardo Hernandez (Indecent, The Invisible Hand) reconfigures the Newman Theater to offer a deep square stage platform with two rows of audience seats on the sides and seats for the performers at the rear. Emilio Sosa (On Your Feet!, Sex with Strangers) has costumed the characters aptly. The lighting design by Tyler Micoleau is important to varying the mood. Lear deBessonet (The Tempest, Venus) directed. I really wanted to like it, but was disappointed that it did not offer any real illumination on the many issues it touched on. Honesty requires that I report that most of the audience seemed quite enthusiastic. Running time: one hour 40 minutes, no intermission.