Hello. I am a new name -- finally having gotten up the courage to write something to all of you. Thank you for all of your insights and knowledge and love of theatre. I enjoy reading your posts and have learned more than a little.
I am writing to weigh in just a little on Fiddler -- I have not seen the new production, and I am waiting to hear the "professional" critics tomorrow night. But from all of your comments, I am thinking that I might want to just rest on my memories.
I saw Zero Mostel as the original Tevye when I was in high school. I went with friends once and sat in the rear of the balcony, and then with my mother. We splurged and sat in the front of the balcony. That was very rare. But I remember she cried from the moment the orchestra started to play until the lights came up after curtain calls. (She had a sister who married outside the faith, and yes, they tore their clothes, sat shiva, and "buried" her out of their lives. That's how it was -- even in the middle of the 20th century in New York, and no, we were not ultra orthodox).
What I remember the most is Mostel. I had read the Aleichem books many times as a child, and there had been educational television adaptations, so the character was not unknown to us. There is little that is perfect in life or art. Mostel was perfect.
Mostel was Tevye. In every way, from the moment he came on stage, he was the show -- and the story was his. No disrespect to the other actors -- you never took your eyes off Zero. And when he left the stage, you watched the wings to see him return. Every move, every gesture was consumed. Yes, they danced, yes they sang, but you were always fixed on Mostel. Some of you have noted that Tevye is a man who "talks tradition" but then doesn't follow it. Perhaps that is one way to look at it.
Mostel, from the moment the curtain rose, told the audience -- I am a simple man, a poor man, but I am the equal of the Lord. Not in an arrogant sense at all -- in a kind respectful sense -- but nonetheless, an equal. That is why he speaks to him as an equal -- but respectfully always. He asks God for favors, just as friends ask him. He is not angry when the favors are not granted. But he is not a stupid or cruel man.
And mostly he is a man in love -- with everything around him -- even though he would never -- at least until deep in the second act -- even think of that word as meaning anything in his life. Most of all, he understands that tradition is a guide to life -- but it cannot become a trap. That is why, in my mind, he is always willing to leave the tradition to follow his heart. And he believes that God understands and will accept.
The most wonderful/heart breaking moment in the show, and I still cannot hear the line with tearing up -- is the moment where his daughter says to him "Father, God knows when we will see each other again" And he replies "Then we will leave it in His hands." Tevye trusts his love -- for her, and for God -- to protect her against ridiculous odds.
Zero Mostel was able to carry this role, and with due respect to all who have put on the hat since then -- I have not yet heard or seen anyone who can match his creation.
(And again, I have no seen the framing device, although the newspapers yesterday pretty well seemed to lay it out -- this is why it doesn't "work for me" -- who is this "new man" -- a great great grandson? -- of who -- why is he interested in Anatevka? -- is he from Tevye's line? -- he must be if he picks up Tevye's cart and wheels it off stage. I have no doubt that my mother, of blessed memory would be furious if she saw this. Tevye, and my grandparents, never wanted to go back or look back. They came to America, as many in Anatevka hope in the final scene, to make a world for their children and their children's children -- not so we would go back to Anatevka, not to live, not to gawk, not to poke around. If this is merely intended to connect the Jews of the Pale to the refugees of the 21st century -- well, respectfully -- it doesn't work. It's not the same.)
I appreciate that people who have been born in all these years shouldn't be denied the story and the music and the dance because they cant see the Master at work. But I think, in this one case, that any actor granted the privilege to play this most wonderful of roles would think twice, and twice again before trying to recreate what we were so lucky to have seen all those years ago.
Thank you for listening. I hope to continue to read your thoughts on a never ending range of topics.
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Updated On: 12/19/15 at 04:22 PM