a very hohum production of a truly excellent play is still an enjoyable watch, is the lesson learned here.
theres nothing remarkable, new, interesting, about this production , but the writing and way this story unfolds is just inherently compelling and so 95 minutes fly by.
i dont know how else to put this, even though i hate saying it given the circumstances, but amy ryan is totally miscast. shes a fantastic actress (i remember seeing her in Streetcar in college!) and shes doing a fine job here without question (there is a screen hanging on the overhang of the mezz with all her lines for her, and while very distracting to me because i couldnt help myself, she barely seemed to look at it, and what lines she missed were minor and flowed just fine).
the issue is that unlike Cherry Jones or Meryl Streep or I imagine Tyne Daly, Ryan is not a booming personality, she isnt domineering or formidable. her talents are immense but here she seems, despite her best efforts... meek. and so Aloysius seems paranoid, and unconvincing. and liev schreibers charismatic, low key, smooth-as-silk Father Flynn doesnt have a real foil- he just seems reasonable? kind? theres no mystery here when you dont have a battle of equally formidable characters.
again, everyones doing good work- zoe kazan is subtle and compelling from the jump, Quincy Bernstine handles her scene perfectly, Schreiber nails his sermons, and i can easily imagine his Flynn being just perfect in another production. And dont get me wrong, Ryan is dry in a way that works, her early scenes with Kazan were reserved but well done. ultimately however theres no explosion, no real simmer, even. maybe that changes with more time? i dont know.
we were front mezz extreme left and while I think the show is slightly geared towards the right side, we missed nothing. the orchestra was not sold out tonight.