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Rabbi Sol Solomon’s Rabbinical Reflection #161 (4/25/20): RABBI SOL SOLOMON READS SHAKESPEARE’S SONNET #30 

(Rabbi Sol Solomon’s 161st Rabbinical Reflection debuted live as part of Irondale Ensemble theater company’s virtual Sonnet Marathon on April 23, 2020, and then aired Saturday, April 25, 2020 as part of Dave’s Gone By: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1_U35BeLXRg&t=4s)

Shalom, Dammit! This is Rabbi Sol Solomon, founder and spiritual leader of Temple Sons of Bitches in Great Neck, New York. And I am delighted to be taking part in Irondale Ensemble’s Sonnet Marathon to honor April 23rd, the day William Shakespeare was born. It’s also the day he died, but why be negative? 

And besides, who needs sanitizer, when we can all be Sonnetized? 

I have chosen to read Sonnet number 30; in Roman numerals that’s XXX, in Hebrew: Yud Yud Yud. 


“When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

I summon up remembrance of things past,

I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,

And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste:

Then can I drown an eye, unus’d to flow,

For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night,

And weep afresh love’s long-since-cancell’d woe,

And moan th’ expense of many a vanish’d sight;

Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,

And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er

The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,

Which I new pay as if not paid before.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,

All losses are restor’d, and sorrows end.”

Now, what do we learn from this Sonnet? First: it’s ideal for Jews: it’s depressing, it’s about regret, and how tempting it is to rehash miseries over and over. Sorry—o’er and o’er.

The schmendrick in this poem sighs over spilled milk, cries over dead people, grieves over old pussy, and then complains that he’s wasting precious time being unhappy. Freud would have a field day with this putz.

But of course, Shakespeare being universal, we are the putz. Even before the pandemic, who among us hasn’t wasted decades on worry, fear, disappointment, inertia, and that most Jewish of bugaboos, guilt?

The silver lining is when you have someone who brightens your day: a friend, a pet, an anatomically correct, inflatable rubber Gal Gadot doll. Even if your loved one is merely a memory, it can erase all the tzuris of what Rabbi Tom Lehrer once called, “your drab, wretched lives.”

And so my dear friends, in this time of woes and grievances, where we can’t dab our drowning eyes because there’s no goddamn toilet paper, remember the good times and the good people of those times.

This is Rabbi Sol Solomon wishing you sweet thoughts and ended sorrows. And Charmin! Two ply!

Shalom!

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CRITICS BLESS RYLANCE’S BROADWAY BARD DOUBLE BILL

((c)2013 David Lefkowitz. This article was first published in Stagebuddy.com, Nov. 11, 2013: https://stagebuddy.com/theater/theater-feature/critics-bless-rylances-bway-bard-double-bill)

Yesterday (Nov. 10), two-time Tony winner Mark Rylance returned to Broadway in a Shakespeare double bill: Twelfth Night and Richard III. Both shows began previews Oct. 15, and both are being done old-old-school style: all-male casts, the actors dressing and doing their makeup onstage in front of the audience, lighting by actual candles, and traditional instruments playing the accompanying music (scored by Rylance’s real-life wife, Claire van Kampen). In the comedy, Rylance cross-cross-dresses to play the heiress Olivia, while Stephen Fry, of “Bones”, “Blackadder,” and “Fry and Laurie” fame, plays her pompous steward, Malvolio.

In the historical tragedy Richard III, Rylance plays the ultra-ambitious title character. Both shows co-star The History Boys Tony nominee Samuel Barnett (Fry appears only in Twelfth Night).

It’s a big season for Shakespeare on Broadway, what with Ethan Hawke soon to arrive in Macbeth, and Orlando Bloom currently starring in Romeo and Juliet, which received rather lukewarm reviews from the New York press. Did the Rylance Richard and Twelfth Night fare better with the scribes?

Well, New York Times head critic Ben Brantley went wild over Twelfth Night, saying, “I can’t remember being so ridiculously happy for the entirety of a Shakespeare performance since…” – the last time he saw Rylance in a similar Twelfth Night a decade ago. He also notes “polymath Stephen Fry in a felicitous Broadway debut.” Brantley has good words, too, for Rylance’s Richard: “His interpretation of the crookback king is as thoroughly thought out as it is daring. From his famous opening words (`Now is the winter of our discontent’), this Richard is unafraid to come across as a clown, as a seemingly none-too-bright goofball uncle, who happens to be handy with a sword.”

Mark Kennedy, of the Associated Press, also found Rylance a riot – in both shows: “His Olivia is as wonderfully mad with passion as his `rudely stamped’ monarch in Richard III is simply mad, veering from farcical buffoonery to a glint of the savage,” notes Kennedy, who adds, “The plays are directed with aplomb by Tim Carroll and celebrate Rylance’s attempt to get as close as possible to original staging, costumes, music and acting styles… Seeing Rylance in his element on Broadway is rare and special. Get thee hence.”

In Variety, Marilyn Stasio calls the back-to-basics staging “a stroke of genius… and how we do love it!” “Under Tim Carroll’s helming,” she adds, “this extraordinary intimacy pays off in fresh, even profound insights into characters and plays we thought we knew… It isn’t so much that these astonishing actors are well-schooled in playing both comedy and tragedy, more that they see the tragic side of comedy and the comic side of tragedy.”

Slightly more measured in her reactions is New York Post critic Elisabeth Vincentelli. In her *** review (which reads like a ***1/2 one), she concludes, Twelfth Night is the better show, but seeing both productions lets you watch the actors slip into completely different roles. You’re not just going to the theater — you’re experiencing what makes it magic.” She appreciates the repertory aspect of the enterprise, though she does note that the casting choices can be confusing: “You do get used to it, though the hall-of-mirror effect is particularly troubling in the ­gender-bending Twelfth Night.

Daily News critic Joe Dziemianowicz had no such reservations. His ***** review of this “double-decker delight” calls both shows “elegant and eloquent.” “Rylance is surrounded by a sublime company,” he continues, “who move seamlessly between the plays: in Twelfth Night Samuel Barnett’s endearing Viola; Paul Chahidi’s foxy Maria; Stephen Fry’s maligned Malvolio, and Angus Wright’s absurd Andrew Aguecheek are invaluable. In Richard III, Joseph Timms and Liam Brennan stand out, respectively, as Lady Anne and the doomed Clarence.”

Newsday’s Linda Winer joins Dziemianowicz in praising these “exhilarating productions.” “There is no camping, no winking when a man plays a woman who disguises herself as a man,” she explains. “The only concession to impersonation — and it’s an enchanting one — is the quick, tiny steps that make the women appear to be floating… It feels unfair to single individuals from this exuberant company, which morphs seamlessly from the tragedy to the comedy.”

Zachary Stewart, writing for Theatermania.com, notes that “director Tim Carroll has gone for high Shakespearean realness, and he has succeeded wildly.” Twelfth Night “is every bit the shimmering comedy of mistaken identity that Shakespeare wrote… Jenny Tiramani’s meticulously detailed costumes are works of art.” Stewart is less enthused about Richard III, however, explaining that the show moves at such a “dizzying pace” that the characters can be hard to tell apart let alone become interesting individuals. “At nearly three hours, this show tends to drag,” he admits.

In the Huffington Post, David Finkle spends much of his review raving about Rylance, whose “imagination is so unbounded that anyone who relishes superlative acting can’t take his or her eyes off him for fear of missing what unexpected subtle or broad gesture or inflection will occur next.” As for the other actors? “There isn’t a weak [link],” he gushes, adding that in Twelfth Night, Stephen Fry “knows precisely what to do to elicit chuckles and sympathy.” Finkle especially recommends seeing both productions on the same day: “grab any and all opportunities.”

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CRITICS SHARPEN THEIR KNIVES ON HAWKE’S MACBETH

((c)2013 David Lefkowitz. This article was first published in Stagebuddy.com, Nov. 22, 2013: https://stagebuddy.com/theater/theater-feature/bway-critics-sharpen-their-knives-on-hawkes-macbeth)

Lincoln Center Theater’s Macbeth, staged by Jack O’Brien and starring Ethan Hawke, opened Thursday, Nov. 21 at LCT’s Vivian Beaumont house. The production features a number of theater notables, including Anne-Marie Duff (Lady Macbeth), The Invention of Love Tony-winner Richard Easton (as Duncan), and Love! Valour! Compassion! Tony-winner John Glover. Add to that “Caroline in the City” co-star Malcolm Gets, Shrek Drama Desk Award-winner Brian d’Arcy James (as Banquo), and Take Me Out Theater World Award winner Daniel Sunjata (as Macduff). Want further proof that this Macbeth has acting chops to spare? Glover, Gets, and veteran actor Byron Jennings play the Three Witches.

It’s been a Bard-heavy season on Broadway, what with a modernized Romeo and Juliet”plus an old-school (and in-rep) Twelfth Night and Richard III all opening this fall. Reviewers were rough on Romeo but rhapsodized about the other two, so how will they treat the fourth entry in this autumn’s Shakespearean onslaught?

Writing bemusedly for the Chicago Tribune, Chris Jones notes that Celtic intrigue is now in vogue, thanks to TV’s “Game of Thrones.” He appreciates Hawke’s work in the soliloquies but feels that the actor’s overall take on the lead character is far too passive: “His is a tragic hero without drive… a reactive, overly inactive Macbeth, looking to slide into a role that, for all the play’s famous nihilism, still must be the one driving all the trouble on the heath.” On the other hand, Jones says the production “is never for a moment dull” with an atmosphere both “populist and adventurous.”

New York Times chief critic Ben Brantley disagrees, calling the show “dark and dismal” where “individual motivation doesn’t count for much.” In this style-over-substance staging, “the atmosphere…crosses the sensibilities of German Expressionism and the `Hellraiser’ horror movies.” As such, Hawke’s “mumblecore” Macbeth “is swallowed up by the prevailing shadows and spectacle” and “delivers Shakespeare’s poetry like a moody, glue-sniffing teenager reciting Leonard Cohen lyrics to himself.”

In his one-star review, Matt Windman, of AM New York, skewers the production with Lady Macbeth-like venom, calling it a “bloated, poorly acted, and strangely conceived…mess.” Windman complains that “the design scheme is all over the place” and echoes Brantley when he notes that Hawke mumbles his lines, “playing the role like a flamboyant prima donna who has taken too many mind-altering drugs.”

In her ** critique, Elisabeth Vincentelli of the New York Post echoes the others’ thoughts on Hawke, noting that his mumbling monotone stands in contrast to his over-the-top surroundings: “Add Japhy Weideman’s fantastically stark lighting and Mark Bennett’s bombastic, “Carmina Burana”-type music, and it’s all so dramatic, you’d think you were at an Alexander McQueen runway show.” It’s not exactly high praise when Vincentelli adds, “A lot of this is entertaining in a 1980s, car-crash-horror kind of way… It’s almost enough to make you believe that the Scottish play really is cursed.”

By contract, the Associated Press’s Jennifer Farrar praises Jack O’Brien’s “elegantly noir production” and “inventive staging,” and she lauds Anne-Marie Duff’s “exquisite” Lady Macbeth. She also appreciates the work of such supporting players as Francesca Faridany (as Hecate) and Bianca Amato as Lady Macduff.

Newsday’s Linda Winer is especially disappointed in Hawke’s performance because he and director O’Brien had previously teamed memorably on Henry IV and The Coast of Utopia. Here, however, Hawke is “oddly uncharismatic and too internalized” to be a gripping Macbeth. To Winer, “the stars of this Macbeth are the supernatural creatures whose presence dominates – even overshadows – all the mortals.” Though “some of this feels smart and fresh,” other parts feel borderline campy. She does praise Richard Easton’s Duncan as “a man we actually mourn when Macbeth assassinates him.”

David Rooney, of The Hollywood Reporter, likes neither lead, saying that though Hawke and Duff have some physical chemistry, it doesn’t translate to their “conspiratorial energy, inner torment or galvanizing evil, making them fatally dull company.” The other performers are “hit and miss” and are inconsistent in delivering Shakespeare’s dialogue. Rooney does note that the male witches are creepy, campy and playful with the language, though even they are “probably having a better time than anyone in the audience.”

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RYLANCE AND FRY BRING OLD-FASHIONED BARD TO BROADWAY

((c)2013 David Lefkowitz. This article was first published in Stagebuddy.com, Nov. 10, 2013: https://stagebuddy.com/theater/theater-feature/rylance-and-fry-bring-old-fashioned-bard-to-bway-1110i)

 Two-time Tony winner Mark Rylance returns to Broadway today, Nov. 10, with “Bones” alumnus Stephen Fry in tow for an all-male staging of William Shakespeare’s comedy, Twelfth Night. Playing at the Belasco Theater (where previews began Oct. 15), the show is being done old-old-school style, with the actors dressing and doing their makeup onstage in front of the audience, lighting by actual candles, and traditional instruments playing the accompanying music (scored by Rylance’s real-life wife, Claire van Kampen).

In the comedy, Rylance cross-cross-dresses to play the heiress Olivia, while Stephen Fry, of “Blackadder” and “Fry and Laurie” fame, will be her pompous steward, Malvolio.

Running in rep with Twelfth Night is Shakespeare’s historical tragedy Richard III, with Rylance playing the ultra-ambitious title character. Both plays co-star The History Boys Tony nominee Samuel Barnett, although Stephen Fry appears only in Twelfth Night.

Both productions, which run to Feb. 1, come to our shores via Shakespeare’s Globe Theater, of which Rylance is artistic director. More info: shakespearebroadway.com.

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A NOVEMBER TO REMEMBER (2010)

by David Lefkowitz

(This article was first published, Nov. 2010, in Long Island Pulse magazine.)

Although Broadway technically uncorks its new season in May (about a month before the Tony Awards), and the Broadway autumn season starts fizzing in mid-October, this year, for some reason, some of the biggest shows have waited until November to gush from the bottle. It should be an exciting month, with characters to include an Orthodox Jew played by the Godfather, an Irishman giving a history lesson, and not one, not two, but three development-arrested man-children.

Perhaps most anticipated (aside from the Spider-Man musical, which starts previews in November but opens Dec. 21) is Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, a new musical based on Pedro Almodovar’s Oscar-nominated comedy.  Written by the Dirty Rotten Scoundrels team of Jeffrey Lane and David Yazbek, and featuring Broadway darlings Patti LuPone, Laura Benanti, and Sherie Rene Scott, Women is taking a bit of a risk: it opens “cold” on Broadway (i.e., sans an out-of-town tryout) at the Belasco Theater, Nov. 4.

Another character on the edge – for the past 400 years – is Shylock, the Jewish financier who lends money to an anti-Semitic merchant and then seeks revenge when the loan defaults.  Ever-popular despite its unsavory mix of farce and tragedy, The Merchant of Venice comes to Broadway’s Broadhurst, Nov. 7, with two big draws: movie legend Al Pacino as Shylock, and Lily Rabe, wildly acclaimed in the Public Theater’s Shakespeare-in-the-Park staging of the show last summer, as Portia.

Also on the movie-star front, Brendan Frasier, looking to resuscitate his career beyond the kiddie-matinee and Lifetime Network circuit, co-stars with quirky Broadway veteran Denis O’Hare in a show that sounds even quirkier: Elling. Based on a Norwegian comedy (who knew?), Elling tells of a grief-stricken mental patient (Frasier) looking after a neurotic fellow inmate (O’Hare, of course) even more fragile than he is.

The holiday season brings another movie-based man-child to the stage in Elf, penned by Thomas Meehan (The Producers), Bob Martin (The Drowsy Chaperone), and the musical team of Matthew Sklar and Chad Beguelin (The Wedding Singer).  Sebastian Arcelus stars in the Will Ferrell role, with “Cheers” alum George Wendt playing the Santa who raised him.

Speaking of nutty elves, perhaps the most joyous gift of the season will be the return of Pee-Wee Herman and his Playhouse playmates, including Miss Yvonne, Captain Carl, Mailman Mike, and Jambi. An updated version of Paul Reubens’s legendary stage show for grownups (shown on HBO nearly 30 years ago but remembered like it was yesterday), The Pee-Wee Herman Show opens at the Stephen Sondheim Theater Nov. 11.

If a little more substance is required for your theater meal, John “Six Degrees of Separation” Guare, has a new Broadway drama for the first time in almost two decades.  A Free Man of Color, opening at Lincoln Center’s Vivian Beaumont Theater Nov. 18, tells of a non-white Don Juan struggling with political change in 1802 Louisiana.  For even more history, comedian and MTV alum Colin Quinn will squeeze the entire chronicle of the modern world into 75 solo minutes.  Directed by Jerry Seinfeld, Long Story Short opens Nov. 9 at the Helen Hayes Theater.

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David Lefkowitz founded TotalTheater.com and co-publishes Performing Arts Insider.  As the new programming director for UNC Radio (uncradio.com), David hosts Dave’s Gone By on Saturday mornings (davesgoneby.com).

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HENRY IV

***

reviewed December 2003 by David Lefkowitz

 

Jack O’Brien, whose fluid, almost dreamlike direction of Stoppard’s The Invention of Love nearly shook that drama out of its ivory-tower lethargy, brings the same sense of style to Shakespeare—and here he even gets to have battle scenes, hold-ups, tavern carousing and a coronation. For all the legitimate excitement of the production, it should be noted that not much really happens in the first two hours(!), and that fine as the work by adapter Dakin Matthews is (he cobbled the two Henry plays into one), the piece does feel every bit of its 230 minutes.

Still, the story-telling is clear and grandly scaled, the cast is game, and Kevin Kline’s surprisingly mellow Falstaff not only pleases the crowd but makes clear why that beloved character was precious to Prince Hal but also a truly bad influence on the king-to-be. Ralph Funicello’s set appears bare-bones at first but proves a lovely and ultra-functional wonder.

*

(Staged by Jack O’Brien for Lincoln Center Theater, Henry IV ran Nov. 20, 2003-Jan. 18, 2004 at LCT’s Vivian Beaumont Theater)

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THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (ABRIDGED)

(c)2001 David Lefkowitz. reviewed October 2001 by David Lefkowitz

Entertaining throughout, with an occasional big laugh, this revival of the Reduced Shakespeare Company’s world-famous compressing of the Bard’s canon into two farcical hours proves less frantic than the Off-Broadway original. That’s a good thing, even though too much time is spent on the three actors setting the scenes and squabbling. Dropping some of this filler in favor of one more long-form piece (a la the Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet sketches) would really kick the evening into high comic gear.

The real find here is baby-faced David Turner,  who more than once surprises with his stopwatch comic timing and then stops time altogether with a serious rendering of Hamlet’s “What a piece of work is man” speech, made doubly poignant by current events.

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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Abridged) ran Oct. 15, 2001-May 26, 2002 at off-Broadway’s Century Theater.

 

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RICHARD III

***

((c)1995 David Lefkowitz. Reviewed off-Broadway in April 1995. This review was first published in the Summer 1995 issue of Stages magazine)

Is Richard of Gloucester the most evil of Shakespeare’s villains (“the dog who had his teeth before his eyes” says his own mother) because he wreaks the most havoc, or because his murderous intrigues have no deeper motive than blind ambition and a glint of madness? What struck me upon watching Salamander Rep’s capable production of Shakespeare’s tragedy was a third reason: not counting the insurrections that result from his misdeeds, Richard is responsible for the deaths of nearly a dozen high royal subjects. Yet all his killing is done indirectly (his murder of Henry IV comes at the end of the Henry IV trilogy) through orders, schemes, and hired thugs. It dovetails with our thinking a Manson and a Hitler are somehow worse than a Macbeth or a Dahmer. (In fact, director Albert Asermely stresses that Richard and Buckingham (Warren Kelley), preaching to the growing mob, do form a sort of Hitler/Goebbels axis). We also see the irony of Richard, an ill-formed hunchback, moving up through the ranks via feigned allegiance and charm.

Joel Leffert makes Richard a ghoulish gadfly, a jack-in-the-box pest you tolerate and appease until you turn your head for a moment, and there he is on the throne. Though few other characters register so forcefully, Salamander’s ensemble cast show impressive command of the verse and action. Indeed, Salamander’s work here is as strong as that being done by Theater for a New Audience (and compared to the early sections of TNA’s Henry IV, stronger). Kate Anthony manages well with the impossible role of Lady Anne, who must go from mourner to half-seduced woman in a matter of moments. Steven Barkhimer, as the clown, gets clever use out of finger puppets and a bottle of ketchup — for even the comic relief in this play brings no relief. 

A word about the costumes: so many Shakespeares these days are dressed in rags, robes, suits and topcoats, hurrah for designer Neville Bean who clothes this production in garb both colorful and authentic. 

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(Staged by Albert Asermely for Salamander Repertory, William Shakespeare’s Richard III ran April 28-May 14, 1995 at off-Broadway’s Theater Row Theater.) 

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HENRY VI

**3/4

(c)1995 David Lefkowitz. Reviewed off-Broadway in February 1995. This review was first published in the Summer 1995 issue of Stages magazine)

The chaos of England’s War of the Roses is nothing compared to the chaos and confusion that beleaguers the first 90 minutes of this marathon condensation (in two parts) of Shakespeare’s Henry VI. Theater for a New Audience, which proved itself eminently worthy with their production of Henry V but less than wonderful with their As You Like It, sinks to deadly levels of amateurism in the early sequences involving Joan of Arc (Nicole Callender) leading the French revolt against an England ruled by a prepubescent monarch (the pre-talented Gaby Guilelmetti). Skirmishes rage back and forth across the stage at a farcical pace, with sword fights that wouldn’t even cut it in I Hate Hamlet. 

Matters improve when director Barry Kyle leaves the battlefield and returns to Henry’s court, which is being split from within by the pro-Henry Lancasters and anti-Henry Yorkists (not to mention lunatic anarchist Jack Cade, memorably assayed by David Patrick Kelly). This fracas for the throne holds our interest to the end, five hours later, when brutal hunchback Richard III (a game but miscast Trellis Stepter) fires the evening’s first gunshot into the spine of a monarch too spineless to run a nation.

Henry VI presents an exceptional performance by Philip Goodwin as the hapless king, and he’s matched by Pamela Gray as Queen Margaret, who will seek strength wherever she can get it.

There’s also strong work from Mark Niebhur, whose Edward gets the crown only to temporarily lose it by marrying the wrong woman, and Jack Wetherall as Edward’s ambassador, who finds himself suddenly without portfolio. John Campion has his fiery moments as the animalistic Richard Plantaganet, but his acting remains at too high a pitch.

Throughout, we are distracted by schizophrenic costuming and the reappearance of less talented actors amongst the stronger ones. Still, the evening is best recommended to those who read the synopsis for act one, arrive at intermission, and catch the rest of this fast-moving drama of murder and intrigue. 

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(staged by Barry Kyle for Theater for a New Audience, Henry VI ran Jan. 27-April 8, 1995 at off-Broadway’s St. Clement’s Church)

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KING LEAR

***

(©1994 David Lefkowitz. Reviewed Sept. 1994 off-Broadway. This review was first published in This Week ON STAGE magazine)

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In the hurlyburly of moving from its 22nd Street home to the space evacuated by the film revival house, Theater 80, the Pearl Theater could have been forgiven for staging a King Lear that was either messy or dutiful. On top of that, what was to be expected from director (Pearl Artistic Director) Shepard Sobel, who came a cropper with last year’s very little Little Eyolf?

The answer is that the Pearl got wise and went into Hock. Robert Hock, that is — always a pleasure in the Pearl’s courtly comedies, now a Lear of some stature. Although the King eventually goes into a second childhood, Hock makes the case that Lear is, throughout, an overgrown child. How else to explain the King’s impulsive venality in cutting off Cordelia, his immature stubbornness, his playfulness with the Fool, his following through on a misguided impulse (like staying outside in the storm) the way a peevish boy submits to self-willed hardships rather than admit his mistake.

If Hock lacks kingly grandeur, let’s not forget that from the first, we’re seeing Lear on the way down and not in his prime. I do wish I were moved by the performance rather than just admiring its intelligence, but Shakespearean tragedies in general tend to evoke deep sighs rather than hot tears.

Director Sobel acquits himself well, simply by moving the scenes on and off as quickly as possible, although I suggest a brief intermission, perhaps before the storm scene, to ease our butts and brains through the briskly paced but long first act. 

Joanne Camp shows more fire than usual as Goneril, Robin Leslie Brown’s a sly Regan, and Rachel Botchan a charming naif of a Cordelia — we do feel for her. Chris O’Neill’s clownish Gloucester annoys; Arnie Burton and Brian Everet Chandler do nicely as his boys. 

All told, an auspicious new beginning for the Pearl.

(Staged by Shepard Sobel, artistic director of off-Broadway’s Pearl Theater Company, William Shakespeare’s King Lear was staged at the Pearl, Sept. 18-Oct. 22, 1994)

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