REVIEWS FROM THE BALCONY

The Gotham reviews are in. The score so far for "Golda's Balcony": two raves (Clive Barnes and Michael Sommers), one near-rave (Howard Kissel), one positive notice (Linda Winer), and one huge slam (Bruce Weber). If the variations make you wonder whether critics are worth their weight in newsprint, that's not a surprise. Artists themselves, when they're smart, can take the critics or leave them. But producers can't do without them and neither can the theater-going public, unlike movie-goers who have made their distaste for critics a vehement credo.

Howard Kissel of New York's Daily News comes close to a rave: "Seldom has history embodied itself in one person as clearly as it did in Golda Meir. ... [Playwright] William Gibson has done an amazing job of conveying this life in a one-person play." Tovah Feldshuh "gives Golda extraordinary vigor and passion. ... In some ways, her task is made difficult by the one-person show format, which requires her to imitate the people around her. She does them skillfully, but these simulations give the show a sense of artificiality. So do the many projections on the rather busy set. ... Ultimately, though, these distractions do not diminish the force of Feldshuh's portrayal."

The New York Post's Clive Barnes terms it a "fascinating play ... too complex to call a one-woman show. ... Feldshuh gives a blazing performance, less an impersonation -- with a prosthetic nose, straggly wig, padded legs and enough makeup to sink a thousand Helens of Troy, she's a ringer for Golda -- than a heroic concept. ... The play's only fault is that in trying to humanize Golda Meir, Gibson has slightly diminished her with a shrugging comedy too stereotypical to be entirely lifelike."

Michael Sommers of Newark's Star-Ledger raves about Feldshuh as "one fierce actress [who] delivers a spellbinding performance. ... It's the role of a lifetime. ... Looking every inch like the legendary Israeli leader from her potato nose to her orthopedic shoes, Feldshuh energizes Meir with burning intensity. ... It's early in the Broadway season to start handicapping the Tonys, but she sets a hot pace for the best actress race in June."

Newsday's Linda Winer, in the most balanced review of "Golda's Balcony," calls it "a handsomely crafted, tough-minded story of a complex woman and an international force who [had an] undeniably inspirational life [and] a wise, bittersweet skepticism about miracle workers. ... Despite the limitations of one-person biographies and the downward spiral of Middle East realities, Gibson finds an admirably pragmatic way through the emotional and literal minefields." Feldshuh, as Gold Meir, "is very strong -- fervid and kindly, fierce and decent, willful and generous."  

Bruce Weber of The New York Times slams the play, the production and Feldshuh: "It's a ponderous essay wrapped in melodramatic autobiography. ... [There] are some devastating, movingly narrated nuggets of history. But over all his script ... offers less a genuine portrait of this important figure than a mélange of show business tricks by a polished audience-pleaser. ... [The] cheesily overwrought production ... subscribes to Jerry Bruckheimer's blow-the-morons-out-of-the-joint theory of entertainment." About Feldshuh's performance, he writes: "Her fierceness is fierce; her tenderness is tender. She does impressive voices and is adept in caricaturing the postures of male world leaders; you'll laugh at her Kissinger. But in the end her achievement is not the animation of Golda Meir but of Mr. Gibson's artificial, overly literal imagining of her. And Ms. Feldshuh is unable to enliven a construct into a character."

I had my own say a couple of days ago. I called it "a human tale of confession -- a sentimental, occasionally hokey, one-woman show so gripping as a flesh-and-blood Broadway entertainment that it's almost embarrassing to admit it's an instance of Holocaust literature which, believe it or not, can make you laugh (not just cry). ... I'm betting word-of-mouth raves will be unstoppable; 'Golda's Balcony' will be a smash; and when Tony time comes around next June, Tovah Feldshuh will be nominated for her portrayal of Golda in a performance made of both steel and chicken soup." I'll leave it at that.

October 16, 2003 11:32 AM |

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'WILD SIDE' STILL ROCKS 

Nelson Algren was one of the great American authors of the 20th century, it is no exaggeration to say, and among the most neglected. Consider his underrated classic, "A Walk on the Wild Side." The title -- popularized and co-opted as an idiomatic phrase by Hollywood and Madison Avenue (institutions Algren loathed) -- is familiar to most anyone who speaks English or knows Lou Reed's lyrics. But the novel itself? Hardly.

BUSTER KEATON REVISITED 
Buster Keaton: Tempest in a Flat Hat is not a biography. "This book is merely a fan's notes," Edward McPherson writes in the introduction, although his publisher ignores the disclaimer and calls it a biography on the cover. In fact, the book is a bit of both, a difficult combination to bring off unless you're David Thomson, who set the standard with Rosebud, his penetrating rumination on the life and career of Orson Welles, which was nothing if not a distillation of every obsessive thought he ever had about the myth and the man and all his movies.
LAUREN BACALL, STILL SALTY AT 80 
When Lauren Bacall writes that her singing voice ranges "somewhere between B minus sharp and outer space," she's being candid and funny. It's not every stage star with two Tony Awards for best actress in a musical whose vocal talent offers so little promise. (OK, Harvey Fierstein excepted.) Still less would one admit it.
THE STARS ACCORDING TO BOGDANOVICH 
Peter Bogdanovich's superb collection of movie-star profiles and interviews -- a sequel to Who the Devil Made It, his interviews of top film directors -- begins with an affectionate tale about Orson Welles that reminds us just how intimate the author's connection to Hollywood's greatest has been. But contrary to what we've come to expect from dime-a-dozen celebrities and celebrity interviews not worth two cents, the tale avoids bromidic egotism and journalistic platitudes.
HERMAN WOUK'S LATEST 
It's hard to say which comes off worse in Herman Wouk's latest novel, his first in a decade: the U.S. Congress or the American press. "A Hole in Texas" offers the choice between two emblematic stereotypes: a red-faced opportunist who heads the House Armed Services Committee and a mustachioed investigative reporter for the Washington Post.
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