It has been years since I first read MENAGERIE and I remember not taking to it with much passion so I had not re-visited it much, but the lure of a potentially great production always puts my past history with scripts aside. This production is astonishing. The concept and execution of the design was breathtaking to me; drawing on the liquid and nebulous nature of memory to physically strand the play and the characters in a moated island was the kind of bold choice that I think rewards through its commitment to itself. The aesthetic beauty of the lighting design was only enhanced by the gift that reflective lake offered the designer, and the actors used it to their best extent, too.
The actors; what can be said about Cherry Jones that hasn't already been said? I've seen her before, and honestly found her Amanda to be just as excellent as I'd expect. I was pleased to see Quinto more than up to the task of Tom, steadily handling his Broadway debut with the poise of a veteran, to my eyes. Brian J. Smith was new to me but will not be easily forgotten; his Gentleman Caller was a revelation and I found the whole extended scene in Act II to be a breathtaking master class in Acting for Two. And I must now speak of Celia Keenan-Bolger, who I have never seen better and was the true standout of this production to me. She devastated me, in a way I wasn't expecting the production to take me, and I'd easily call this the best work from her I've ever seen to date. The brief moment she had singing along with him was one of the most endearing (and ultimately tragic) little grace notes I've ever seen from an actor in NY. It was a perfect take on the whole scene, to my eyes, and the heart and soul of this brilliant revival.
Words don't deserve that kind of malarkey. They're innocent, neutral, precise, standing for this, describing that, meaning the other, so if you look after them you can build bridges across incomprehension and chaos. But when they get their corners knocked off, they're no good anymore…I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.