if there was any casualty of this season--a show that just somehow got lost in the mix-- this revival must be it. I dont love all of August Wilson's work as much as I am supposed to--Fences and Jitney are masterpieces, Piano Lesson left me colder-- but this is an impressive and at times devastating work. it was my first viewing, and i think Debbie Allen did an OK job, but it seems like I missed out on the 2009 version that really made it fly. the stage here feels distant and enormous, and i felt removed from it all even though I was in Row D of front mezzanine.
regardless there is some incredible stuff happening at the Barrymore- despite an audience that laughed at the most cringeworthy spots, this cast is ON FIRE. Ruben Santiago Hudson, yes, incredible from the jump, but Joshua Boone, my God, how did this guy not get nominated? His character is really the center of this production, and from the moment he appears, he oozes foreboding and dread and then when he falls apart- I could get emotional just typing about it now.
But theres also Nimene Sierra Wureh, who is hilarious and yet so grounded, and Tripp Taylor who seems to be making a meal out of a stage debut? And Abigail Onwunali! I was gobsmacked by the performances in Act 2.
what really confuses me is the way that Seth and especially Bertha are such minor characters. Cedric is VERY funny, but his role was comic relief and plot development, with nothing more. And Taraji had even less to do--i was sure a moment/monologue was coming but she disappears into the background (no slight to her--the role is barely there....or is that just an imbalance in this production?) It was almost comical that they got the final bows...
was discouraging to see so many empty seats on a Sat night, but the roar of the audience at bows was tremendous. whatever the stumbles of the play, or the direction, i cant decide, its a worthwhile theater experience to be washed in this beautiful writing and see such artwork on stage.