In complete agreement with Growl on this turkey. It's just not a play; it's something some guy sat down and put on paper for no particular reason. The playwright has nothing to say here.
The night I went was one of those unending unbearable embarrassments - about 100 people in the house and maybe 5 of them (the type who'll laugh at anything, provided it's telegraphed clearly enough) laughing sporadically, while everyone else sat in stony silence.
During the curtain call, Jay Armstrong Johnson (mutton dressed as lamb), glowered angrily at the audience, as though it were our fault that he's bad in a bad play. Fortunately for him, he's cute enough to keep getting hired (particularly if he keeps taking his clothes off - a pretty body makes up for bad acting with a lot of guys). The less said about the rest of the cast, the better; it's a job for them to forget as soon as the piece closes.
I saw it over the weekend. Growl's comments are, indeed, spot-on. The play is terrible and the level of performances don't do anyone any favors. Newintown is right to call Johnson "mutton dressed as lamb"--he doesn't seem to have the charisma to anchor a play. I've always found MCC a very hit-or-miss company, but this is their biggest miss in a while.
I'll echo that anybody going solely to see Alice Ripley will be sorely, sorely disappointed.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
can someone help this old fart out with the "iHo" reference? thanks.
Will: They don't give out awards for helping people be gay... unless you count the Tonys.
"I guarantee that we'll have tough
times. I guarantee that at some point
one or both of us will want to get out.
But I also guarantee that if I don't
ask you to be mine, I'll regret it for
the rest of my life..."
Tony Kushner's Intelligent Homosexual's blah blah blah
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
there is a hilarious thread on Datalounge about a pic of Behlmann shirtless in board shorts, including posts from some gym-worshipper who continues to call every one else "fattie" because they dare to find Behlmann attractive.
thanks for the explication of "iHo". Never would have gotten to Kushner's play from that acronym.
Will: They don't give out awards for helping people be gay... unless you count the Tonys.
"I guarantee that we'll have tough
times. I guarantee that at some point
one or both of us will want to get out.
But I also guarantee that if I don't
ask you to be mine, I'll regret it for
the rest of my life..."