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Junk

Broadway, Play, Uncategorized November 3, 2017 Leave a comment

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If you principally enjoyed the movie The Big Short but thought it had too much humor and heart, Junk might be the play for you. The ripped-from-the-headlines drama by Ayad Akhtar is a work of fiction illustrating the exploitative practice that blossomed in 1985 of making debt an asset. Akhtar’s dialogue is precise and natural and, when not bogged down by the essential vocabulary lesson, the 150 minutes pass swiftly. But the experience is rather like a tasty dish that’s been added to the buffet table after you’ve already loaded your plate three times. One only has to follow Twitter for five minutes to be reminded that the world is full of ultra wealthy predators. There simply isn’t room for any more in our collective bellies.

The quality of the acting throughout the piece is uniformly high. The large dynamic cast is led by suave Steven Pasquale. He’s silky smooth as power deal-maker and recent Time Magazine Cover Boy Robert Merkin. Merkin is in the process of orchestrating the take-over of a family owned steel company and has obviously misplaced his soul several hundred million dollars ago. He’s on a mission to reshape the world and won’t let anyone or anything dim his vision.

Having a cold-hearted manipulator at the center of the story would be thrilling if he weren’t surrounded by characters who are for the most part just as dislikable. There is the captivating Ito Aghayere as Jacqueline Blount, a woman whose only loyalty is to herself. Elegant Teresa Via Lim’s self-accepting Judy Chen who would fornicate with a dollar if she could figure out how. Even would-be white knight Leo Tresler played with bluster and a hint of insecurity by Michael Sieberry tramples all over his own code of ethics. Miriam Silverman is the closest thing you’ll find to a hero as she finds strength and avoids shrillness in the tricky role of Merkin’s wife Amy.

Director Doug Hughes does his usual brilliant job of bringing out the best in each performance and every beat. John Lee Beatty’s clever set of sliding platforms and illuminated doorways works well to define the space. However, the essential projections created by 59 Productions are hard to see from the sides of the three-quarter round theater. And the original music by Mark Bennett was sometimes so faint, it seemed to be seeping in from another room.

That “everything has a price” — including salvation — is not a new revelation. If somehow you have not had your fill of this theme, then seek out a ticket to this well played production at the Vivian Beaumont. Tickets for Junk are available at http://www.lct.org/shows/junk/ through January 7, 2018.

The Last Match

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized October 25, 2017 Leave a comment

The Last Match Cast Wilson Bethel Tim Alex Mickiewicz Sergei Natalia Payne Galina Zoë Winters Mallory Creative Anna Ziegler Playwright Gaye Taylor Upchurch Director Tim Mackabee Set Designer Montana Blanco Costume Designer Bradley King Lightin If the notion of a twelfth deuce point doesn’t tie your body in knots of exasperation mixed with exhilaration, Anna Ziegler’s The Last Match may not be the play for you. The tightly woven story of two couples whose lives revolve around professional tennis relies heavily on having at least a basic understanding of the sport. For those who are fans, it makes for an engrossing 100 minutes.

To mention the scenic design so early in a review is usually not a good sign. But Tim Mackabee’s artistic rendering of the US Open is completely captivating and functions almost as a fifth character. All the world’s a court and the men and women merely players. The set pieces are accented by Bradley King’s mood-setting lighting which shifts from glaring spotlight to swirling night sky.

This splendid background does not distract from the terrific performances that take place in front of it. Alex Mickiewicz is a standout as Sergei Sergeyev, a man for whom every decision is a tough one. There is a captivating tautness to his tone and body language that is deeply honest and moving. As the All-American Tim Porter, former tennis player Wilson Bethel expresses the combination of anxiety and drive that propels many champions to reach the top. His wife Mallory is played by Zoë Winters with a dazzling mixture of tenderness and fortitude. The quartet is rounded out by Natalia Payne as Sergei’s tough as nails fiancé, Galina. Her pacing is perfection, but she misplaced her accent on several occasions, slipping from Russia to Queens. This was particularly odd given that Ms. Payne has been with the play since its world premiere at the Old Globe in San Diego.

The piece is still considered a new work and may continue to developed, but it is already clear that the storytelling is wonderfully nuanced. Though there is a huge rivalry at its center, there are no bad guys in this tale. We experience four realistic people just trying to do their best. Ziegler picks her moments well, telling the audience so much in every glimpse through a window into their lives. Director Gaye Taylor Upchurch manages to make scenes of tennis — effectively done in pantomime — and home life both past and present blend beautifully into four portraits that in turn become one.

While the tennis-as-life metaphor may limit the breadth of potential ticket-buyers, it really works. It is a sport that is at its best when opponents have a respectful understanding of one another. Each shot is the result of a decision, sometimes at an instinctive level. Performance can be easily be influenced by the reaction of outsiders in the crowd. And there’s weight to pondering how you will be remembered when it’s just not your day to win.

If you enjoy being caught up in the passions of others, The Last Match provides an immersive opportunity. It’s a worthy time investment, though I could understand those who left confused or even frustrated not knowing a let from a footfall. Tickets are available through December 24 at https://www.roundabouttheatre.org/Shows-Events/The-Last-Match.aspx.

The Treasurer

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized October 22, 2017 Leave a comment

The Son is going to Hell. This is not a spoiler, but rather one of the opening lines of Max Posner’s The Treasurer. This assured destiny stems from his loveless relationship with his self-centered and fiscally irresponsible mother, Ida Armstrong. It is a wearying connection only hardened by her slow mental deterioration. The play is partially autobiographical, the second such dubious attempt produced by Playwrights Horizon this season. (The first was For Peter Pan on her 70th Birthday, Sarah Ruhl’s ode to her mother. Interestingly, both Ruhl and Posner were writing students of the magnificent Paula Vogel.)

There is an almost therapeutic feel to some of the Son’s monologues. Deeply personal scenes like the return of a pair of pants to Talbots may not translate for someone who is not Ida’s grandson. Posner adds even more distance between characters by having the bulk of the dialogue take place on the phone. But the biggest challenge with this story is that their family tie isn’t particularly tumultuous either. The Son eventually complies with Ida and his siblings at every turning point. Audience members seeking warmth — or at the very least electricity — at the heart of a production will be sorely disappointed.

Deanna Dunagan and Peter Friedman in The Treasurer ©️Joan Marcus

Fortunately for all ticket-buyers, the performances are gripping. Theater vets Deanna Dunagan and Peter Friedman take on the roles of Ida and her perpetually challenged Son. Both give deeply human interpretations despite little new or informative ground. Friedman is our guide here, frequently addressing the audience to share his exasperation, utter disbelief, and eventual acceptance. Dunagan manages to lend freshness to Ida’s all too familiar arc of decline and multitude of stock scenes. They are brilliantly supported by Marinda Anderson and Pun Bandhu, color-blind and gender-fluid in multiple roles. Despite obvious talent, these two can’t quite replicate Ida’s once vibrant social circle, the more detailed loss of which would have given Ida’s failing more meaning.

David Cromer’s staging is difficult bordering on the bizarre. Characters are often addressing each other from three distant points on the stage, making viewing more similar to a tennis match than a creative endeavor. In the case of Anderson and Bandhu, actors sometimes start a scene as one character, then have to slide into another in a beat. Laura Jellinek does what she can to support this vision with a compartmentalized minimal scene design. Shout out to Brett Anders and his stage management team for slipping in to keep each section updated with the proper touches. The lighting by Bradley King sets the tone with the houselights slowly dimming during Friedman’s first speech. Sound design by Mikhail Fiksel includes perfectly replicating the tinny sound of cellphones and the stiltedness of online chatbots. Lucy Mackinnon’s projections are attractive, though it’s hard to see how they clarify the plot or intensify the sentiment.

Those who relate to Playwrights Horizons’ mission to support emerging writers as well as those who believe in the crushing power of guilt, may be attracted to spending 90 minutes with The Treasurer. It has been extended in the Peter Jay Sharp Theater through November 5, 2017. For tickets and information visit https://www.playwrightshorizons.org/shows/plays/treasurer.

For Peter Pan on Her 70th Birthday

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized September 14, 2017 Leave a comment

By all appearances, For Peter Pan on her 70th Birthday should be a smash. The star is the versatile Kathleen Chalfont. The playwright is MacArthur “genius” Award winner Sarah Ruhl. And at its heart is the universal struggle or how and when we grow up. Yet somehow it all comes up slacker than a broken aerial wire. This work was intended to honor Ruhl’s mother and the rest of us are challenged to understand the point of it all.

The “adventure” begins in a bleak hospital room in which five siblings have gathered at their father’s deathbed. The scene is very long and a particularly tough test in an age when binge-watching has become the norm. It would be artistically daring if only the conversation did more to enlighten us about the family. Instead it’s likely to leave you as fidgety as if you were sitting in an actual waiting room. While the pacing improves from there, the revelation level does not. There’s a worn-out exchange of political views, a cliched examination of birth and pecking order, and a unfulfilled thread about life after death. On occasion the characters share a story that is so unlikely to be forgotten by those involved it is obviously for our benefit. It’s as if Ms. Ruhl wrote some ideas on index cards, shuffled them, and then forgot to put any meat on the bones. The script may fit her ideal of theater as poetry, but it isn’t particularly expressive or even interesting.

Photo by Joan Marcus

Initially, David Zinn’s set seems artistic and magical, but it just keeps getting in the actors’ way. Equipment is hard to use while simultaneously delivering dialogue in a meaningful manner. Pieces of the first scene remain in view for the rest of the act, yet serve no purpose. Worst of all, the inside of the house is placed outside of the house, which seems intriguing until the Obie winning director Les Waters’ staging grows awkward and then confusing.

At the center of all this muck, the actors perform like troopers. The show’s highlight is Chalfont as birthday girl Ann addressing the audience as one from Iowa in the 1990s. She is instantly engaging, sincerely reflectively, and almost completely wasted in this role. The standouts in her supporting cast is the always remarkable Lisa Emery as Wendy in both her own story and the one that takes place in Neverland. David Chandler doing double duty as brother Jim and nemesis Captain Hook (and maybe death?) supplies some laughs in Act II. And kudos to Macy the adopted dog making her New York theatrical debut while generating an “aaaaw” or two.

If you are a devoted fan of Ruhl and want to be able to say you’ve seen all of her work, get yourself a seat. For Peter Pan on her 70th Birthday is scheduled to play through October 1. Playwrights Horizons (https://www.playwrightshorizons.org/shows/plays/peter-pan-her-70th-birthday/) has many loyal subscribers, but there are seats available through some of the usual discount channels. Runtime is 90 minutes.

A Real Boy

Off Off Broadway, Play, Uncategorized August 14, 2017 Leave a comment

I was attracted to the concept of A Real Boy the moment I read the log line: Puppet parents adopt a human child. (This is not a spoiler. Even the most inexperienced of theatergoers is bound to notice this attribute of Max’s parents the moment they shuffle into his kindergarten classroom on their little wooden feet, strings and control handles attached.) The play lands some of the anticipated satirical punches, but it’s hard to make the argument that the darkly comic work is a total success.

To be clear, I can accept even the highest of concepts provided the writer stays within the boundaries of his own mythology. Unfortunately parameters that are drawn in the first few minutes are broken almost immediately when a character who is supposed to live in a black-and-white world enters wearing blue glasses. This is only the beginning of the muddled thoughts that swirl around what it means to be “puppet”. How much do you or we acknowledge your “other part”: the obvious human member of Actors Equity who sometimes participates in a scene whenever tiny hands won’t do? Do humans evolve into puppets simply with enough exposure? If so, how does that translate in families with members who are not exactly mainstream?

The unclear vision of the Puppet Universe is just the beginning of playwright Stephen Kaplan’s challenges. As the plot moves along, he creates a serious case of metaphorical whiplash. He can’t seem to make up his mind exactly what point he’s trying to make. The untraditional family stand-ins in for children with disabilities, transgender persons, and mixed race families and more before moving on to a vague “you be you.” Any one of these statements could have been profound if followed through with conviction. Together they come up as ideological ambrosia salad. And that’s before adding multiple snide asides about home schooling, ambitious local politicians, and online MBAs.

The cleverer sections of the work are hindered by the direction of Audrey Alford who, with the help of scenic designer Ann Beyersdorfer, manages to ensure that every seat in the house becomes partial obstructed view. Audience heads throughout the theater are constantly jostling for a position around the pillars, down to the floor, and over to a critical stage piece on the side. I missed several important visual cues because they were not in my line of sight. This is fairly inexcusable given the the current configuration of the theater is about 60 seats.

Brian Michael in A REAL BOY at 59E59 Theaters. Photo by Heidi Bohnenkamp

Ms. Alford has also made some curious casting choices. At the performance I attend, young Max is played by 20-something Kelley Selznick, a talented puppeteer, but not particularly gifted actress. Max’s mother, Mary Ann Myers, is played by Jason Allan Kennedy George making his theatrical debut. He’s fine in the role, but I found the selection of a tall male for the part a distraction from what more obviously makes Mary Ann different from other members of the PTA. It is also hard to figure out how Max would find comfort with Miss Terry, played at a near-vibrating pitch by Jenn Remke. More successful is Brian Michael, striking all the right notes as Max’s father distraught father, Peter Myers. Breaking the tension with great timing is Jamie Geiger in the role of Principal Klaus. And of course there are the all-important puppets created by Puppet Kitchen Productions, close to blank canvases the better to project your own vision of what different means to you.

For lovers of live theater seeking an unconventional production, A Real Boy has enough artistry to make it worthy of the $25 ticket price. It is brought to 59E59 by Ms. Alford’s Ivy Theatre Company in association with Athena Theatre, which is known for it’s unorthodox psychologically-based dramas. Performances run through August 27. For tickets and information visit http://www.59e59.org/moreinfo.php?showid=293.

Project W

Festival, Off Off Broadway, Uncategorized June 7, 2017 Leave a comment

ProjectW Anyone looking to fill an evening this week with good theater that supports a great cause and an even better movement should head over to the Cherry Lane for the Project W Theatre Festival. Running June 6-10, this series of staged readings turns the spotlight on professional theater women in creative and business roles. Pay-what-you-wish donations will be given to Planned Parenthood of NYC, which provides reproductive healthcare and educational programs to women and their families throughout the five boroughs.

The opening night selection, The Club written by Amy Fox and directed by Suzanne Agins, was a chuckle-filled meditation on the importance of nurturing friendships over time. Four women who were roommates in college gather to celebrate one’s long-awaited pregnancy. Over the course of the evening, they are forced to address the cracks that have developed in their relationships. While none of the characters resonated with me — likely due to generational differences — the overall tone and themes rang true.

When done well, staged readings can allow an audience the thrill of filling in the visuals. The rendition of The Club was a terrific example of this performance art. The ensemble — Cindy Cheung, Jolie Curtsinger, Emily Donahoe, Melanie Nicholls King, Eileen Rivera and Jason Liebman as the lone compassionate male voice — had familiarized themselves with the lines well enough to interact with sincerity and listen with intensity. Their ease made the banter flow, which was essential for this particular offering.

Festival producer InProximity was founded in 2008 by Ms. Curtsinger and Laurie Schaefer Fenton to highlight the candid, deep work of emerging female voices. Even in the year in which luminaries Paula Vogel and Lynn Nottage have finally brought their brilliant works to Broadway, gender disparity in the arts remains. It is important to cultivate opportunities to shine a light on the talented women of professional theater.

What was missing from a production billed as part of a “festival” was any element of celebration. No one greeted the audience, welcomed the talent to the stage or delivered a word of thanks. Even the donation basket sat quietly unattended on a side table. Given the presence of co-founder Curtsinger in a leading role and her organization’s commitment to the development new works — a process that can take years of workshopping and rewrites — I had also expected some form of feedback request. The lack of interaction was a letdown and a lost opportunity to build camaraderie around a critical issue.

The Project W lineup continues the rest of the week with

Halcyon written by Danielle Mohlman and directed by Maureen Monterubio on Wednesday, June 7

Still Life written by Barbara Blumethal-Ehrlich and directed by Shelley Butler on June 8

Honor Killing written by Sarah Bierstock and directed by Pamela Berlin on June 9

The Flora and Fauna written by Alyson Mead and directed by Stefanie Sertich on June 10.

All performances take place 8PM in the smaller house at the Cherry Lane Theater. For more information visit http://inproximitytheatre.org.

Building the Wall

Off-Broadway, Play, Uncategorized May 28, 2017 Leave a comment

If you admire our 45th President, you will likely consider Robert Schenkkan’s Building the Wall a bunch of liberal hysteria. If on the other hand you are of the opinion that Mr. Trump’s policies have been injurious to the country, witnessing this production is like having someone poke a finger into the wound and fish around for the bullet. The event is deeply painful and one can only hope to slightly feel better when it’s over. For lovers of dramatic art, the extreme discomfort is offset somewhat by the exceptional lead performance delivered by James Badge Dale.

What often makes dystopian fiction palatable is that it takes place at a distant time or in a parallel universe. This unpleasant tale unfolds in an El Paso, Texas prison in autumn, 2019. Rick, the character portrayed by Mr. Dale, has been sentenced to death. Over the course of 90 minutes we learn the details of his crimes through the questioning of Tamara Tunie’s Gloria, an historian who has come to capture Rick’s side of the story.

Though obviously embellished, Schenkkan’s premise is firmly rooted in current headlines. There are references to true life incidents from as recent as February of this year. Unfortunately, his dialogue — no doubt hastily written — is not realistic and often sounds like a PowerPoint lecture. There is an additional challenge in having only one of the characters with something concrete to say. The events are all in the past, with no action or dramatization of scene. We get a few flashes of insight into Gloria, but for the most part Ms. Tunie is stuck asking, “why”. Alot.

Thankfully, the focus is on Rick, who in the hands and mouth of Mr. Dale acquires depth that isn’t on the page. One only has to flip through Dale’s IMDB photos to appreciate his chameleon-like range. Confined in space and time, Rick attempts to take us on his journey from ex-military blue collar worker with a GED to a felon on death row. Each step in his descent is made to sound completely reasonable, as is often true of Trump’s fans on the 6 o’clock news. Perhaps that is part of the problem. The play doesn’t stray far enough from a fairly predictable path until the last few irony-tinged lines. As a result, it doesn’t give us much to think about except the faint hope that the worst will indeed be in the rearview in two years.

Director Ari Edelson, Founder of theatrical incubator The Orchard Projects, adds some essential physicality to Rick’s yarn spinning. Tunie is little more than a coatrack. Antje Ellermann’s set is suitable for its purpose. Passages of time are defined by Tyler Micoleau’s subtle shifts in shaded lighting though Bart Fasbender’s tedious music and sound detract from rather than build tension.

Building the Wall has already played in four cities and is scheduled to be in New York through July 9. If you wake up one morning feeling too good, you can likely score a $20 ticket and revel in Mr. Dale’s performance. We may be in a political crisis, but there are more imaginative and helpful conversations on this topic than the one offered here. Visit http://buildingthewallplay.com for details.

Indecent

Broadway, Play, Uncategorized May 23, 2017 Leave a comment

Theater aficionados have long considered Paula Vogel a treasure. Her plays — including Pulitzer Prize winner How I Learned To Drive — are generally unnerving and always thought-provoking. Her work has given voice to the typically powerless: those who have been oppressed and abused. Her teaching at Brown and Yale has nurtured another generation of powerful female voices, including Sarah Ruhl and the most recent Pulitzer winner, Lynn Nottage (for Sweat.) With this impressive biography it is hard to believe that Indecent marks Ms. Vogel’s Broadway debut. Fortunately it is an impressive one, with a story made more poignant by recent cultural shifts.

The events depicted stem from the development of another play: Yiddish playwright Sholem Asch’s God of Vengeance. As newly inserted and much needed program notes explain, Ms. Vogel first read Asch’s piece as a graduate student. The tender and natural love scene between two women moved the budding gay rights activist to her core. Nearly thirty years later, director Rebecca Taichman stumbled across God of Vengeance and, as a descendant of a Yiddish poet, longed to understand why it had eventually been renounced by its creator. She reached out to Vogel and the two eventually had the opportunity to collaborate on Indecent, exploring the entire lifecycle of the groundbreaking and controversial piece.

It took 7 years and 40 drafts for Indecent to finally land on Broadway. The results are as significant and disquieting as Asch’s was in its time. Here is a play that takes place at a time when immigrants remade the City of New York landing just when immigrant populations are being targeted by a fresh wave of intolerance and xenophobia. Director Taichman said in an interview with The New Yorker, “My heart is broken at how much more relevant this play is today than when it opened at Yale, a mere year and a half ago.”

Production photo by Carol Rosegg

It is fitting that Vogel and Taichman share “created by” credit. Vogel’s words and Taichman’s vision are so deeply entwined it is impossible to imagine how one would work without the other. We are taken on a 50 year journey that starts in Asch’s bedroom with a reading and ends with his retirement from theater. The actors play multiple roles much as they would have in a touring troupe of that period. Beautifully crafted exchanges are interspersed with lilting traditional Jewish music composed by Lisa Gutkin and Aaron Halva. Dialogue beats are enhanced with projections in Yiddish, German and English designed by Tal Yarden.

The cast works so seamlessly together that it is difficult to call anyone out. Richard Topol has been nominated for his featured role as Lemml, the stage manager who often serves as our narrator. Katrina Lenk has also received nods, perhaps because she plays the graceful “older women” in the play within. However she, along with Mimi Lieber, Max Gordon Moore, Tom Nelis, Steven Rattazzi and Adina Verson are named simply “Actor” in the Playbill. Truly grace and strength course through every performance. Most of the ensemble transferred to The Cort Theater from a run Off-Broadway. Perhaps that explains why they seem so comfortable portraying a long-term well-respected road company.

This wrenching and precious play is currently set to run through September 10 at The Cort Theater. If you value theater that will change you, visit http://indecentbroadway.com for tickets and information.

Pressing Matters

Off Off Broadway, Play, Uncategorized May 8, 2017 Leave a comment

Jennifer Jasper’s Pressing Matters is like an artist’s sketchbook. Each of the six plays has strokes of brilliance, but none is fleshed out. Bound solely by the loose thread of “imponderables of love,” the event comes together as a frustrating and slightly sad illustration of what could be. There are compelling moments, but they are never sustained for long. The overall experience is more like a script being workshopped than a professional production. In fact, a post-performance feedback survey would not have felt out of place.

Thanksgiving in July_ Molly Carden and Jennn Harris. Photo by Russ Rowland(2)

Each of Ms. Jasper’s short works is fashioned around a contrivance. In every segment, it takes several minutes to work out the central puzzle and then view the content through the correct lens. The most developed of the six pieces is Free Range, a humorous and thought-provoking courtroom monologue set in the near future. Jenn Harris fully commits to the role of Judy, a woman so riddled by anxiety that she takes squirming in a chair to new levels. 2014 Samual French Festival winner et●y●mol●o●gy holds together fairly well, with equal parts sweetness and shtick. In the case of Inheritance —a glimpse into the sociopolitical views of three generations of a family — by the time I worked out the scheme it was over. The other three — Oscar Clyde Denman, Thanksgiving in July, and Destination Unknown — kept going long after the point was made. I enjoy intellectual play, but by the end of Act One I was exhausted from all the mental gymnastics.

In addition to Ms. Harris, the cast includes Ito Ashayere, Molly Carden, Saum Eskandani, and Genesis Oliver. Each is given at least one meaty role. I found myself wondering how many of the artists were personal friends with Jasper or her crew. They are all obviously capable of giving superior performances given the opportunity.

More successful is the work behind the scenes. In fact, it is hard to fathom how this production would succeed at all without Amy Altadonna’s sense-of-place sound design or Grant Yeager’s targeted lighting. Parris Bradley has done an admirable job delivering appropriate set pieces on a clearly limited budget. Bringing it all together, director Adrienne Campbell-Holt makes the best of a small stage and gives her ensemble plenty of clever business to keep the energy up during scene changes.

I’m all for supporting emerging artists and giving new voices the opportunity to be heard. Theatre Row is to be applauded for granting the use of the hall to Ms. Jasper and her team. But unless you are inclined to be a very small patron of the arts, this is not a $49 experience. Instead I suggest that lovers of “quirky and fresh” check out the various discounted ticket offers available online. You’ll get a few laughs and the joy of live theater for less than the cost of a bargain matinee movie. And you won’t be quite as bothered by Pressing Matters’ many mood swings. The limited run ends on May 20, 2017. For information visit http://www.theatrerow.org/clurmannowplaying.

A Doll’s House Part 2

Broadway, Play, Uncategorized April 27, 2017 Leave a comment

DollsHouse2Metcalf Nora Helmer’s exit from Henrik Ibsen’s A Doll’s House was the door slam heard around the world. Since 1879, scholars, sociologists, and others have speculated about her fate. Now playwright Lucas Hnath attempts to reveal what came next in A Doll’s House, Part 2, using modern language and the commanding Laurie Metcalf to deliver a post-feminist message about marriage, freedom and self-knowledge.

While it is certainly a bold move to take on an iconic illustration of the role of women in a male-dominated society, Mr. Hnath’s vision isn’t quite worth the wait. To his credit, he recreates some of Ibsen’s original patterns, giving middle-aged Nora a number of unpleasant options from which to choose her next steps. He also does not shy away from examining the questions of criminality and betrayal raised in the original classic. Having set up his typically provocative framework, however, Hnath wraps it up in a mixture of flippant retorts, tedious arguing, and lectures that are only mildly engaging. The laughs are largely of the cheap variety, stemming from mugging and the dropping of “shocking” f-bombs. The plot becomes so buried under bluster that my companion — a wise and wonderful theater vet — missed the final point completely. This made me wonder what experienced producer Scott Rudin saw on the page that made him invest in this production based solely on the script. Perhaps the rush to Broadway was a misstep. On the plus side, being intimately familiar with “Part 1,” while certainly adding to one’s understanding, is not essential.

Hnath is helped along his misguided route by the usually excellent Sam Gold. Gold has chosen to stage many of the longer speeches as if they are TED talks, with the actors facing the audience instead of their scene partner. This results in significant revelations being delivered butt first, which is as disengaging as it is contrived. Whatever flow remains is halted by the intrusion of green neon signs projected on the walls announcing the central character for the next beat. How strong is the exchange of wits in dialogue if you need to be told which viewpoint to follow? Set off by Miriam Buether’s clean scenic design, David Zinn’s costumes and Luc Vershueren’s hair and makeup are divine. Nora conveys almost as much with her outfit as she does in her opening lines.

Despite what appears to be disappointing early ticket sales (there were tumbleweeds blowing through the mezzanine at the preview I attended), Ms. Metcalf is still being discussed as a possible Tony nominee. She is indeed an excellent Nora-by-way-of-Hnath, with splendid delivery and body language that combines triumph and frustration. Recent Tony winner Jayne Houdyshell takes on the lighter role of nanny/housekeeper Anne Marie in classic comedic style. Chris Cooper, returning to Broadway after a 40 year absence, gives us a rather dry and somewhat disappointing Torvald. (Although one could argue that’s exactly the Torvald we should expect.) Rounding out the cast is Condola Rashad as the talking-slightly-too-fast Emmy, Nora’s daughter.

With its stark set, talky script and short runtime, this production is a modest one by Broadway standards. It may be difficult to command the $147 asking price for premium seating. But if you can grab a discounted seat and wade through the tidal wave of words, it is worth seeing the brilliant Metcalf poke gently through a modern lens at a once scandalous character. Tickets for the limited engagement ending July 23, 2017 are available at http://dollshousepart2.com.

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