Saw this last night. Never saw another stage or movie version. My personal bias is that I really love Matthew Broderick. I don’t understand all the disrespect he garners on these boards, but to each his own. SJP I like a lot, though not slavishly and uncritically devoted. The draw for me, as for most, I suppose, was certainly not “Plaza Suite” but to see them on stage together.
Let me preface by saying the audience seemed to really, really love it, especially the last two acts, and laughed often (in contrast to Act 1 the more somber and reflective, less silly of the three that was a little slower to take flight—but the one, overall, I enjoyed the most). And, it WAS a lot of fun to see the two of them together on stage, their timing was terrific given it was only the second night of previews. But boy, never in a million years will I understand why they resuscitated this comedic chestnut-- other than Broderick’s stated affection for the part Simon’s work played in kickstarting his career and thus, perhaps felt he owed the late writer a first-class Broadway send-off. Couldn’t help but mentally rifle through all the much more interesting comedies that would have been so much more worthy of this pairing.
I can’t deny I often had a smile on my face for a good portion of the evening while still finding the production a bit tedious and, ultimately, unsatisfying. To sell these late 1960's put upon suburban characters, the tone seemed to include a lot of figurative winks (especially in acts 2 and 3) and some over the top camp, but was not enough for the play to rise above the tired romp it has become. I did not see it, but from reviews I recall that “Boeing, Boeing” was able to make the leap with somewhat dated 60’s material, perhaps due to it being a full out farce.
Despite her numerous charms, I never really bought SJP as the various dated variations of the suburban housewife. I thought she was most successful in nailing the most ridiculously written “Muriel” in the least captivating Act 2. And while she did lend a certain poignancy to “Karen” in Act I and hit her darkly amusing comic notes, she could not rescue the meh-ness of the marital malaise portrayed in this act—and this, to me, was the more successful of the three acts. In Act III, she seemed all over the place, as was Broderick. And, despite surface variances, I couldn’t help notice a certain subtle sameness she brought to all three characters.
I think Broderick had the tougher job of the two and seemed to struggle more with his three characters. Again, I blame the tiredness of the material and the gargantuan lift it would take to make these characters land in 2020. I think a somewhat impossible task for anyone, but maybe that is my Broderick bias. In the third act, especially, he seemed unsure as to whether he wanted to be Steve Martin or Walther Matthau and made some wild swings between the two. Perhaps he reconciles this in previews.
I will say that they both handled the farcical elements (timing, physicality) of the 3rd act fairly well, but the overall premise of this act and all the braying of no longer sparkling dialogue just never completely caught fire with me though I so admired their effort to make it float. Despite both SJP and Broderick both being in their 50’s and age appropriate to the roles, I could not help but think they seemed to be dressed up in their parents’ clothes playing at being adults.
Production design by John Lee Beatty-an incredibly sumptuous and spot on recreation of a Plaza Suite from the 60’s-- and lighting by Brian McDevitt were beautiful and first rate. SJP’s costumes by Jane Greenwood were appropriately staid and understated in the first act and lively and fun without overshadowing her in Act II and III. However, the costume and hair choices for Broderick in Act II only served to severely sabotage the character, not illuminate. However, the audience seemed to be amused- the outfit appeared to get its own round of applause.
Though having its occasional bright spots and perhaps more will emerge as previews contine, I don’t think this particular Simon piece can ever successfully escape its theatrical time capsule, no matter the talent involved. “Plaza Suite” might be classic Simon but, for me, does not rise to level of timeless theater, as some of this other works might. I completely expect to be the outlier here, If people are enjoying the throwback that is “Grand Horizons” (which I disliked), the same audience might certainly more than enjoy the type of OG piece Wohl threw back to.