Liz Smith's thoughts:
"I HAVEN'T MUCH PATIENCE with the people who are carping that "Mother Courage and Her Children" at the free Shakespeare in the Park event, starring Meryl Streep and Kevin Kline, is too much play and too long for audiences to bear.
People may have left during the first night but on the second night, I noted only one pair of deserted seats at the intermission. (Outside, eager New Yorkers were jumping up and down, begging for "tickets . . . just one; have you got one?")
This incredible presentation of the Bertolt Brecht drama by the Public Theater called many great giant talents. Tony Kushner did the translation and it's crisp, profane and profound. The director, the estimable George C. Wolfe, has made a miracle; I can't imagine how he wheeled an enormous cast of what looks like hundreds of soldiers, camp followers and derelicts around Riccardo Hernandez's rusting, bashed-up set and kept the pace so fast and furious.
The spark plug of this 3-1/2-hour drama is that paragon of American stage and screen, Streep. As a hale, hearty, sexy woman hauling her children, pots, pans and the things she has scrounged in a wagon across Sweden, Poland and Germany from 1642 to 1636, she is indomitable. She is also all fire and ice, bravado and fear, ever bouncing back in adversity. A strong, liberated woman ahead of her time. And speaking of time, there are many modern touches in this play -- costumes and props cross the centuries. This isn't just about the Thirty Years War; it's about war!
The audience "gets" the timeless Brecht take on that. What a horrible thing it is, while at the same time "it's good for business." Actor Streep is ably assisted by many worthies, especially when Kevin Kline, as an army cook, re-enters the scene. (Mr. Kline is that rare thing you seldom see anymore; a really impressive leading man!) Meryl is onstage for most of the evening, doing impossible things, having memorized millions of words and phrases and moves and takes and leers and frowns and groans and tears. This is bravura acting at its best! We are privileged to see the re-creation of this Brecht masterpiece.
My own caveat? I could have done without the Brecht songs even with their excellently devised new lyrics. To me they felt like stage-waits in an otherwise haunting, hurting and harried drama. So that's the Philistine in me.
People are all but killing to try to get into this brief event, ending Sept. 3. I don't know what to tell you; I was lucky. But go and be part of a real glorious city experience. Stand outside and yell at everyone, "Got any tickets? Just one!" You may be lucky."
http://www.variety.com/article/VR1117948423?categoryid=15&cs=1
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Updated On: 8/14/06 at 05:21 PM