The Sorceress

B

The National Yiddish Theatre Folksbiene (NYTF) has returned to the Museum of Jewish Heritage with another restored Yiddish operetta, this one written by Avrom Goldfaden in 1877 and historic for being the first Yiddish theater piece produced in New York back in 1883 (by Boris Thomashevsky no less.) It is the first fruit of the Global Restoration Initiative, a painstaking effort to restore and present significant works of the Yiddish theater. Wisely edited from three hours down to 85 minutes, It offers a peek at what passed for popular entertainment in an earlier era. One of its features is the incorporation of tropes from fairy tales into the operetta’s book. As fans of NYTF have come to expect, the production values are very high, with excellent actors, musicians, costumes (by Izzy Fields), a clever set (by Dara Wishingrad) and lively choreography (by Merete Muenter) that makes the most of a smallish stage. Jazmine Gorsline and Josh Kohane are fine as the affianced couple. Rachel Bolchan is a convincing evil stepmother. The drag role of Bobe Yakhne is enthusiastically performed by Mikhl Yashinsky. Steve Sterner is a hoot as the itinerant merchant Hotsmakh. Motl Didner’s direction keeps the pace brisk. As usual for NYTF, there are surtitles in both English and Russian. While pleasant enough, the work is far from memorable. (For memorable, you’ll have to try the Russian coffee cake at the museum’s restaurant, Lox.) The show almost makes up in charm what it lacks in depth. If you expect something as good as NYTF’s The Golden Bride, you may be disappointed. I am afraid that the Times’s Critic’s Pick designation may set expectations too high. Lower yours a notch and you are likely to enjoy yourself. Running time: 85 minutes; no intermission. Closes December 29.

The Year in Review

Gotham Playgoer Year in Review — 2019

A+ (excellent)

My Fair Lady (revisited)

A

All My Sons

A- (very good)

Enter Laughing: The Musical

Eureka Day

Hadestown (Broadway)

Ink

Little Shop of Horrors

Make Believe

Moulin Rouge

A Strange Loop

B+ (good)

Ain’t No Mo

By the Way, Meet Vera Stark

Halfway Bitches Go Straight to Heaven

The Inheritance

Kiss Me, Kate!

Merrily We Roll Along

Mojada

The Rolling Stone

Seared

The Secret Life of Bees

Tootsie

Underground Railroad Game

White Noise

B 

Bella, Bella

Frankie & Johnny in the Clair de Lune

Handbagged

The New Englanders

Power Strip

Something Clean

The Sorceress
Summer Shorts: Series B

We’re Only Alive for a Short Amount of Time

B-

Boesman and Lena

Greater Clements

The Lehman Trilogy

Linda Vista

Moscow, Moscow, Moscow, Moscow, Moscow, Moscow

The Mountains Look Different

Novenas for a Lost Hospital

Octet

The Pain of My Belligerence

Rinse, Repeat

The Sound Inside

Superhero

Switzerland

C+ (fair)

The Cake

The Cradle Will Rock

The Height of the Storm

LaBute New Theater Festival

The Light

Little Women

The Mother

Mrs. Murray’s Menagerie

Socrates

Toni Stone

C

Burn This

Do You Feel Anger?

The Great Society

Hillary and Clinton

Nantucket Sleigh Ride

Scotland, PA

Soft Power

Summer Shorts: Series A

Two’s a Crowd

The Wrong Man

The Young Man from Atlanta

C-

Alice by Heart

BLKS

Continuity

Curse of the Starving Class

“Daddy”

Fleabag

Happy Talk

Heroes of the Fourth Turning

Life Sucks.

Long Lost

Nomad Motel

True West

D (poor)

Gary: A Sequel to Titus Andronicus

Norma Jeane Baker of Troy

F (terrible)

The Waiting Game

If you would like to read my review of any of the plays listed, simply type the name in the search box at the left side of the menu bar next to the stylized B logo.

Here is a comparison with the last two years. Interestingly, the percentage of B’s has remained constant. but the percentage of C's has increased while the percentage of both A’s and D’s has decreased. Fewer bright spots but fewer clunkers. You may have noticed that I reviewed about 30% fewer plays this year. I was seeing more than I could enjoy so I have deliberately cut back.

                    2019    2018                    2017  

A, A-            13%     17%                      14%                               

B+, B, B-     42%            42%                       42%

C+, C, C-     41%     32%                       32%

D+, D, D-       3%          7%                       11%

F                    1%        0%                        1%

I                     0%          2%                        0%

Halfway Bitches Go Straight to Heaven

B+

Stephen Adly Guirgis’s ambitious new play about the residents and staff of an Upper West Side halfway house for women is now at Atlantic Theater Company’s Linda Gross Theater in a coproduction with LAByrinth Theater Company. With 18 actors and a goat playing 21 roles and a running time of almost three hours, it operates on a large scale. The residents include Happy Meal Sonia (Wilemina Olivia-Garcia), a mentally unstable woman overdependent on her daughter Taina (Viviana Valeria); Wanda Wheels (Patrice Johnson Chevannes), a depressed wheelchair-bound elderly former nightclub entertainer who once dated Noam Chomsky and who takes a motherly interest in Queen Sugar (Benja Kay Thomas), who is involved in an Amway-like scam; Betty Woods (Kristina Poe), a morbidly obese woman who doesn’t bathe; Bella (Andrea Syglowski), a young recovering addict with a baby; Sarge (Liza Colon-Zayas), the female vet with PTSD with whom Bella is involved; Venus Ramirez (Esteban Andres Cruz), a trans woman resented by the other residents but lusted after by custodian Joey Fresco (Victor Almanzar); Munchies (Pernell Walker), a buxom beauty having a fling with Mr. Mobo (Neil Tyrone Pritchard), the Nigerian immigrant who is second in command to devoted director Miss Rivera (Elizabeth Rodriguez). There is also the addled Rockaway Rosie (Elizabeth Canavan) and two youngsters: Mateo (Sean Carvajal), whose mother is dying from a kidney disease and Little Melba Diaz (Kara Young), who has a knack for rap. Jennifer (Molly Collier) is a freshly minted Columbia MSW overwhelmed by her first job but eager to do good. Father Miguel (David Anzuelo) is the kindly but forceful local priest. Nicky (Greg Keller) is an abusive husband who wants to see his wife. Late in the play we meet Detective Sullivan (Keller again) and Councilwoman Golden (Syglowski again) who are investigating the disappearance of Mr. Skittles, one of the goats brought to Riverside Park to eat weeds who have become celebrities with their own FaceBook pages. Almost every character gets a moment to shine, often with a monologue that raises urban patois practically to the level of operatic aria. Some are hilarious, others are heartbreaking. The stories of the characters are linked loosely by a narrative that involves the disappearance of a resident, which gets less attention from the police than the disappearance of the goat. The set by Narelle Sissons (All My Sons) features a cross section of the house with a dilapidated meeting room. A couple of scenes take place outside the home on either side of the stage at audience level. (I would suggest not getting seats in rows B through D to avoid having sightline problems for these scenes.) The costumes by Alexis Forte (Our Lady of 121st Street) suit their characters. The direction by LAByrinth artistic director John Ortiz (Jesus Hopped the ‘A’ Train) is fluid. I do think that Guirgis might have trimmed a character or two and come up with a stronger ending. While I did not feel the play quite reached the level of some of his other plays (The Motherf**ker with the Hat, Between Riverside and Crazy), I did find it worthwhile. One of the pleasures was to reconnect with several marvelous actors who appeared in other Guirgis plays. If you don’t know his work, be prepared for rough language and sexual situations. Running time: 2 hours 50 minutes.

Little Shop of Horrors

A-

Did New York really need another revival of this oft-produced cult musical by the talented team of Howard Ashman and Alan Menken? Without having seen it, I would have said “no” and I would have been wrong. This is a revival with a difference, combining big talent with small scale. It is not often that we get to see Broadway stars like Christian Borle (Something Rotten!, Peter and the Starcatcher, Falsettos) and Jonathan Groff (Spring Awakening, Hair, Hamilton) in such an intimate space, in this case the Westside Theatre. Since the show only has eight actors (one of whom is unseen) plus two puppeteers, it really belongs in a small theater rather than on Broadway. (Alas, Broadway talent, even in an off-Broadway theater, comes with Broadway prices.) The ever-watchable Christian Borle is amazing here in several different roles, most notably that of Orin, the sadistic dentist (a role created by Jack Nicholson in the original Roger Corman film). He makes it clear why he has two Tonys. The versatile Jonathan Groff captures both the nebbish and the opportunist in Seymour. Tammy Blanchard (Gypsy, How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying), in the unenviable position of following the memorable Ellen Greene as Audrey, wisely does not attempt to imitate her. Blanchard’s Audrey seems even more world-weary and insecure. Her voice, while pleasant, is no match for Greene’s. Tom Alan Robbins (Head Over Heels, Newsies) is fine as Mushnik, Seymour and Audrey’s gruff boss. The three urchins — Ronnette (Ari Groover; Head Over Heels), Crystal (Salome Smith) and Chiffon (Joy Woods)— who serve as Skid Row’s amusing Greek chorus, are terrific although it is occasionally difficult to hear their lyrics over the orchestra. The unseen Kingsley Leggs (Sister Act, Pretty Woman) nails the voice of Audrey II, the plant with a taste for human blood. The puppet, designed by Nicholas Mahon, is wonderful and is skillfully manipulated by Eric Wright (Madama Butterfly at the Met) and Teddy Yudain (The Little Match Girl at Spoleto USA). Julian Crouch’s (Head Over Heels, Big Fish) modest set is efficient. Tom Broecker’s (Everyday Rapture, “Saturday Night Live”) costumes are apt. Director Michael Mayer’s (Spring Awakening, Brooklynite) flawless direction pulls it all together splendidly. The book and lyrics by Ashman (Smile, Beauty and the Beast) and the music by Menken (Beauty and the Beast, Newsies, Aladdin) continue to delight. Each of the stars seemed to have an avid fan base from previous stage, film or television appearances; the audience was wildly enthusiastic. I was glad I splurged on a ticket because it was a very enjoyable evening. Running time: two hours including intermission. 

NOTES: 

After January 19, Jonathan Groff will be replaced by Gideon Glick, who filled in for him for two weeks when he had another commitment. 

It is unfortunate that the upstairs theater at Westside is inaccessible to wheelchairs.

Greater Clements

B-

I suspect that the Idaho Chamber of Commerce wishes that native son Samuel D. Hunter would find a different setting for his next play. If one judged Idaho solely by his plays, which include The Whale, Pocatello, The Few and Lewiston/Clarkston, one could easily conclude that it is impossible to have a happy life anywhere in that state. Take Maggie (the magnificent Judith Ivey; Hurlyburly, Park the Car in Harvard Yard, The Heiress), the heroine of Hunter’s latest play, now in previews at Lincoln Center Theater. She has been disappointed by all the significant men in her life: her father, who broke up her romance with a young Japanese-American man; her husband, Caleb, who left her for a man; and her son Joe (a remarkable Edmund Donovan; Lewiston/Clarkston), who suffers from mental illness. Maggie runs the town’s mine museum and its popular tours of the abandoned mine where 81 men including her father perished in a fire several years ago. Joe, now 27 and recently back from six years in Alaska, helps her by serving as a tour guide. Hordes of wealthy Californians have built expensive weekend homes in the area and then tried to use their influence to bend local ways more to their liking. To prevent their gaining power, the townies have voted to unincorporate. One of the effects is that the museum must close and the tours must end. Maggie’s overbearing longtime friend Olivia (Nina Hellman; Pericles, 10 out of 12) is incensed over the seemingly spiteful vote and can’t stop talking about it. The town’s sole policeman, Wayne (Andrew Garman; Admissions, The Christians), soon to be the newly elected sheriff, drops by for pie. Eventually we learn why Joe had to leave town six years before, why he returned, and why Wayne keeps a close eye on him. Maggie’s former beau Billy (Ken Narasaki), now a widower, and his 14-year-old granddaughter Kel (Haley Sakamoto; Big Green Theater), who lives with him because her father is an abusive alcoholic, stop by for a visit, allegedly on the way to drop Kel off at a mock state legislature session. Billy really has come to see Maggie because he has hopes of rekindling their romance. Only someone who has never seen a Hunter play would think that there is any way in the world that this will end happily, so the only real suspense is in how their dreams will be thwarted. The first two acts lay out the groundwork skillfully. Unfortunately, the third act goes off the rails and turns into melodrama. A powerful flashback seems manipulative because of where it is inserted. In addition, the final scene brings in a new character, Mona (Kate MacCluggage; The Farnsworth Invention) whose role adds nothing to the mix and leads to a weak ending. Perhaps in the week remaining before opening night, they will whip the third act into shape. I hope so. My disappointment was all the more acute because I liked the first two acts so well. One other negative aspect is the set by Dane Laffrey (The Harvest, Once on This Island). In order to gain the suggestion of a mine elevator, there are three thick pillars that periodically block the view of a good portion of the audience. The platform supported by the pillars rises and lowers to reveal different levels of the house. It seemed a very cumbersome solution to a problem that could have been solved much more simply. Also a dozen or so audience members are seated onstage for no particular reason. Despite its shortcomings, the play is worth seeing just for the great performances by Judith Ivey and Edmund Donovan. Just accept the fact that it is a downer. Davis McCallum’s (The Whale, Pocatello, The Few and Lewiston/Clarkston) direction is assured most of the time, although the play could use some trimming. Running time: two hours 50 minutes including two short intermissions.

The Young Man from Atlanta

C

When I saw the original production of Horton Foote’s drama in 1995, I was disappointed. When it won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama, I was surprised and puzzled. In the years since, I have enjoyed several plays by Foote, including The Trip to Bountiful, Dividing the Estate and The Orphans’ Home Cycle. When Signature Theatre announced this revival, I was curious to see whether I had somehow underestimated the play the first time around and whether my greater exposure to Foote’s work might change my mind. Unfortunately, I think I got it right the first time. Of the plays by Foote I have seen, I would have to place this one at the bottom of the list. Even when it was new, it seemed dated and it hasn’t improved with age. Furthermore, the current production is flat-footed (pun intended). As Will Kidder, the 61-year-old Houston businessman whose American dream collapses in an instant when he is fired from his long-time job, Aidan Quinn (A Streetcar Named Desire, Fool for Love) is believable but not memorable. As his cosseted but emotionally starving wife Lily Dale, Kristine Nielsen (Gary: A Sequel to Titus Andronicus, Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike) is miscast. Her performances in comic roles are always a treat to see, but here she seems to be fighting too hard to suppress her natural exuberance. Six months prior to the time of the play, their 37-year-old son Bill, who fled Houston for Atlanta at his earliest opportunity, drowned in a Florida lake while on a business trip. Although both Will and Lily Dale suspect it was suicide, they cannot even broach the subject with each other. The title character is Bill’s Atlanta roommate Randy, unseen in the play, who, as Will tells it, cried more at Bill’s funeral than Lily Dale. Will is suspicious of Randy’s motives and forbids Lily Dale from contacting him. She disobeys, with dire consequences. Lily Dale’s stepfather Pete (Stephen Payne; Straight White Men), of whom she is very fond, has just moved into their home. His grandnephew Carson (Jon Orsini; The Nance), who conveniently lived in the same boardinghouse as Bill and Randy, turns up for a visit and says that everything Randy has told Lilly Dale is a lie. We question whether Carson might perhaps be the liar. We also meet Will’s boss Ted (Devon Abner; The Trip to Bountiful, Dividing the Estate), Will’s subordinate and soon-to-be successor Tom (Dan Bittner; The Vertical Hour), the Kidders’ maid Clara (Harriett D. Foy; Once on This Island) and their maid thirty some years before, Etta Doris (Pat Bowie; The Trip to Bountiful). Her recollection of Bill as a child and her forthright expression of religious belief should be transformative for the Kidders, but it wasn’t impactful, at least not for me. There are other subplots including a puzzling confession of a misdeed from 20 years ago by Lily Dale and her doubts about whether Pete had serially mistreated women. In a rather heavy-handed metaphor, Lily Dale is obsessed to find out the truth about the Disappointment Club, which she is convinced Eleanor Roosevelt has started to lead maids to accept jobs and then fail to show up on the first day, just to spite Southern women. The themes of the hollowness of the American dream, the relentlessness of change, the power of denial, the use of money either to avoid intimacy or to seek it and the decreasing relevance of small town virtues in the big city all are touched upon. Three of the characters — Will, Lily Dale and Pete — appeared in The Orphans’ Home Cycle. Perhaps I would have felt more for them if I had had their earlier versions fresh in mind. Perhaps not. Director Michael Wilson (The Orphans’ Home Cycle, Incident at Vichy) has a sterling track record with Foote’s work, so I am puzzled why things did not come together better here. Van Broughton Ramsey’s (The Trip to Bountiful) costumes enhance the production greatly. On the other hand, Jeff Cowie’s (The Orphans’ Home Cycle, Incident at Vichy) set is problematic. In what is supposed to be a $200,000 (1950 dollars) home, the elegant living room has matching short stairs with no risers but pipe railings at either side of the room. It seems unlikely that a 1950 Houston house would be built around a central courtyard or that you would need to open a door to get from one wing to another, but that’s what we see. It’s just a symbol of the many ways this production misses the mark. The bottom line is that, no matter what the Pulitzer judges thought, this play is not top-drawer Foote. The brief catharsis at play’s end is too little reward for all that precedes it. Running time: two hours, 15 minutes.

The Inheritance

B+ (A- for Part I, B for Part II)

After its ecstatic London reviews and the large commitment of time and money required to see it, Matthew Lopez’s (The Whipping Man, The Legend of Georgia McBride) two-part drama about a circle of contemporary gay men in NYC and their debt to their predecessors arrives on Broadway with a lot to prove. The fact that Lopez has taken inspiration from Howard’s End in creating his characters and themes adds to its interest for E.M. Forster fans. However, Howard’s End is not the only ingredient in Lopez’s recipe. Add large dashes of Angels in America, The Normal Heart and Boys in the Band. Does this recipe work? Mostly yes. The decision to include Morgan (the M. in E.M. Forster) as a character in the play pays off brilliantly, especially since he is played by the excellent Paul Hilton (“A Very English Scandal,” “The Crown”). Hilton also plays Walter, the kindly older man and life partner of Henry Wilcox who befriends and inspires Eric. The other male leads, all carryovers from London, are also very good. As Eric Glass, the play’s core, Kyle Soller (The Government Inspector) radiates goodness. As budding playwright Toby Darling, Eric’s lover of seven years at the play’s opening, Andrew Burnap (This Day Forward) nails his charm, insecurity and self-loathing. Samuel H. Levine (Kill Floor) is superb both as Adam, the actor who captures but does not reciprocate Toby’s interest, and as Leo, the young hustler who reminds Toby of Adam. In one remarkable scene, he plays both simultaneously. As Henry Wilcox, the hard-nosed conservative billionaire who is drawn to Eric, the reliable John Benjamin Hickey (Six Degrees of Separation, Love! Valour! Compassion!) once again proves his worth. The supporting cast playing Eric’s circle of friends make the most of their moments. The only principal role recast for Broadway is that of Margaret, an old woman Eric meets late in Part II. Replacing Vanessa Redgrave with Lois Smith (Marjorie Prime, John) is going from strength to strength. However I did feel that her long, touching soliloquy (and indeed the inclusion of her character) came across as an audience-pleasing interpolation that was not really organic to the plot. What would a New York story be without talk of real estate? Here we have two topics, the legendary $575 three-bedroom rent-controlled apartment on West End Avenue which Eric’s grandmother lived in and which he is struggling to hang onto, as well as Henry's upstate country home which Walter made a refuge for AIDS patients and which he wanted Eric to have. Scenes that advance the story are interpolated by extended discussions, the topics of which include the downside of gay assimilation, Forster’s cowardice in not publishing Maurice during his lifetime, proper attribution of credit for accelerated introduction of AIDS drugs, and the challenges brought on by the 2016 election. Bob Crowley’s (The History Boys, Carousel) minimalist set— a large beige rectangle surrounding a smaller rectangle that raises and lowers and a back wall that opens occasionally to reveal specific settings — serves the production well, as do his costumes. Stephen Daldry’s (Machinal, Billy Elliot) direction is impeccable. How you respond to all this may well depend on your level of interest in the lifestyles of privileged gay men and in the works of Forster. I strongly recommend that you watch the film of Howard’s End before seeing the play so you will appreciate Lopez’s appropriations. If you have time, watch Maurice too. Some of the New York references are so specific that I am surprised London responded with such enthusiasm. You should be cautioned that there are graphic — very graphic — descriptions of gay sex. I wonder who the target audience is. A totally unscientific look at yesterday’s audience suggested that 75% of the orchestra and 95% of the mezzanine were gay men. I would normally suggest that you see both parts on the same day. However, the investment of time and money is so large that you might want to see Part I before deciding whether you want to invest in Part II. I thought Part I was the better half and could stand alone. The end of Part I is definitely the emotional high point of the play. Running times: Part I — three hours 20 minutes including an intermission and a pause; Part II — three hours 15 minutes including an intermission and a pause.