January 17, 2014
TT: Halfway to greatness
I review three New York shows in today's Wall Street Journal, Frank Langella's King Lear, the Broadway revival of Sophie Treadwell's Machinal, and Beautiful: The Carole King Musical. Here's an excerpt.
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Frank Langella is a stage actor of immense charisma and potency, and King Lear is the role to which all such men aspire as they grow older and confront the prospect of their coming demise. So it makes perfect sense that Mr. Langella, who turned 76 earlier this month, should have chosen to take it on. But even though he once played the part of William Shakespeare in William Gibson's "A Cry of Players," Mr. Langella has done surprisingly little Shakespearean acting, nor is he especially well known as a classical actor. Indeed, he confesses to never even having read "King Lear" (which is quite a thing for a distinguished stage actor to admit) before agreeing to star in Angus Jackson's production, which has transferred to BAM Harvey after a run at England's Chichester Festival. So what can be reasonably expected out of him, and what does he deliver?
Throughout most of the first half of the evening, Mr. Langella gives us an old-fashioned star-turn Lear: big, blustering, monochromatic and deaf to the tolling of Shakespeare's verse. Imposing, yes--he has the rafter-raising voice to play a king--but not compelling, even though the production is structured to show him off. (He's actually introduced with a clap-for-the-star fanfare.) But then, like Ian McKellen and Christopher Plummer before him, he finds his footing when he renounces his throne and sees for the first time the world as it really is, cold and hostile to the vanity of human wishes. "Is man no more than this?" he cries at the piteous spectacle of the half-naked Edgar (Sebastian Armesto) trembling in the storm, and in an instant he is invaded and conquered by self-doubt. Thereafter Mr. Langella is a great Lear, gaunt, hushed and human....
Inspired, as was James M. Cain's "Double Indemnity," by a once-celebrated, now-forgotten murder trial of the Roaring '20s, "Machinal" tells the story of a sensitive but inarticulate stenographer (Rebecca Hall) who marries her boss (Michael Cumpsty), then murders him after taking a lover (Morgan Spector) and learning that her spirit has been crushed by the soullessness of life under industrial capitalism. That is, to put it mildly, an oft-told tale, and the quaint expressionist idiom in which it is told here is far more familiar today than it was in 1928. Indeed, the staccato I-am-a-dehumanized-robot clichés spouted by Ms. Treadwell's characters suggest at times a "Saturday Night Live" parody of an Aaron Sorkin sitcom: "She doesn't belong in an office." "Who does?" "I do!" "You said it!" "Hot dog!"
What brings this "Machinal" to life is the acting. Ms. Hall, a British stage actor who is best known to American audiences for her glowing performance in Ben Affleck's "The Town," is so unselfconsciously winning that you can't help but warm to her plight....
Jessie Mueller is surely destined for musical-comedy stardom. Not only is she the best singer to hit Broadway since Kelli O'Hara, but she's also an accomplished actor, and "Beautiful: The Carole King Musical," in which she plays the title role, allows her to display both sides of her exceptional talent. The problem is that what she does in "Beautiful" is a cross between a superlative piece of character acting and an impersonation--a creative and affecting one, to be sure, but an impersonation all the same. Close your eyes and you'll think you're hearing Ms. King's own plaintive, nasal singing voice. Open them and you'll see a shy Brooklyn housewife who becomes a successful singer-songwriter almost in spite of herself, which is by all accounts what Ms. King was in real life. It's a totally persuasive performance that serves the show unselfishly, but most people who see it will likely come away thinking of Ms. King, not Ms. Mueller, which isn't how stars are born.
As for "Beautiful" itself, it's a staged biopic whose sitcommish book (written by Douglas McGrath) is the merest of pretexts for the singing of two dozen pop hits from the '60s and early '70s. Most of them were penned by Ms. King and Gerry Goffin, her lyricist when they were married to one another, and most are amiable Top-40 confections like "The Locomotion" and "One Fine Day." Ms. King, however, was a truly gifted tunesmith, and some of the numbers in the show, "It's Too Late," "Up on the Roof" and "Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow" in particular, are excellent by any possible standard....
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Read the whole thing here.
Posted January 17, 2014 12:00 AM