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Monday, August 1, 2011

Jerusalem, Music Box Theater, Broadway

On Sunday, I had the opportunity to see Jez Butterworth’s Jerusalem, starring Mark Rylance as Johnny “Rooster” Byron a derelict Pied Piper of sorts who lives in the woods outside the fictional English town of Flintock.  The play began at the Royal Court Theater in London before transferring to the West End, and now Broadway.  All the action in the play takes place over a 24 hour period, on St. George’s Day, which is also the day of the town’s Mayfair, outside Rooster’s trailer. Johnny is often visited by teenagers looking to get drunk and high, as well as Ginger, a second-rate DJ who is older than the others but just as immature, having never grown out of the drug-addled lifestyle.  There are occasional visits from an eccentric older man called “The Professor” as well as Wesley, a saloonkeeper who has known Rooster since they were children, and has a friendly rapport with him that is strained by Rooster's behavior.

The main conflict in the play deals with Rooster’s impending eviction from his land, as he doesn’t pay taxes, sells drugs, gives alcohol to minors, and often gets into bar fights, so he is considered an all-around bad influence and eyesore. He seems to represent the pastoral past of England who is being trampled by civilization, the "dark Satanic mills" of the hymn. He's considered an embarrassment to the town because he embodies many vices and temptations.

Jay Sullivan (taking over for John Gallagher Jr.) is Lee is the sort-of the prodigal son who is leaving to go to Australia, and the leader of the gang of high school kids who currently hang around Rooster's trailer.  Molly Ranson and Charlotte Mills appear as Pea and Tanya, two high school girls reveling in the drunken debauchery.  Aimee-Fifon Edwards plays Phaedra, the reigning May Queen who is a rather ethereal presence, walking around in fairy wings and speaking with a Welsh accent.  She makes sporadic appearances at the top and bottom of acts and she doesn't have a real scene until the very end of the play. Her first two appearances consist of singing the hymn "Jerusalem" by William Blake and Sir Hubert Parry alone onstage at the top of each act.

Many of the characters don’t have much stage time as well.  There are a couple city officials who set up the conflict at the top of the show but don't do much else to advance it, not appearing again until Act III.  Especially gypped is Geraldine Hughes as Rooster’s ex-wife and mother of his child Marky, who barely speaks as well. I would have liked to have seen more time devoted to this subplot of how Rooster relates to his family. His son seems to want to have nothing to do with him because he gets mistreated at school for having a deadbeat dad.  Having Marky around brings out a completely different side of Rooster than the beer-guzzling former daredevil that he appears to be for the rest of the play. To most of the hangers-on, Rooster is just an old drunk with drugs, only Ginger knows his past of being an attraction people came to see perform stunts at the annual fair.

Mark Rylance does a great job playing this character who is often surrounded by people but still very lonely at the same time, as evidenced by his ability to memorize Trivial Pursuit questions. Rooster Byron is a proud man who doesn't intend to give up his way of life anytime soon, citing a long list of famous relatives and the rarity of his blood type.  I had previously seen Mr. Rylance perform in La Bete at this same theater back in January, and I enjoyed his performance much more in this play, where he got to show more of his range as an actor. He does a great job at playing idiot savants.  The show's appeal is also increased by a wonderful and naturalistic set showing the countryside where Rooster resides, just outside civilization.  The show has a few weeks left on Broadway before returning to London, where it first premiered in 2009.  The play is three hours long but it certainly makes for memorable viewing, and I will be interested to see other plays written by Jez Butterworth, and unraveling the many layers of this one.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

La Bete, Music Box Theatre

I have a lot of blog entries to write from the last few weeks and bring everything up to date, so this will be the first one in that series.  I'm hoping for some effort to pay off this week, and it is hard to find the energy to put more effort in, so the current efforts need to carry over.

I saw La Bete last Monday because I didn't win the West Side Story lottery, and I didn't know about the blizzard discount at Billy Elliot.  I need to hope for another blizzard I guess. La Bete is closing January 9 and I heard good things about Mark Rylance's performance and the creativity involved on David Hirson's part in writing a play mostly in verse, so I decided to check it out rather than not seeing a show at all.  My seat was in a mezzanine box, but there was no one sitting in the first row of left mezzanine, so I moved there when the usher at the top of the stairs disappeared. Much better viewing experience, and I could see the actors' faces and expressions very well when the show started. Very weird non-verbal prologue with the cast at a feast as operatic music played and the Asian maid watched from downstage right. Then there was a funny scene with David Hyde Pierce and Stephen Ouimette, a fine Canadian actor, culminating in the appearance of Mark Rylance and a very long monologue as he prattles on about dinner and theater. He's very funny as the boorish, socially awkward actor/street artist, but I found him to start to get annoying after a while and was looking forward to the end of his monologue so that the other characters would talk. He was very funny for the 15 minutes that he commanded the stage, but it wasn't moving the play forward after a while.

The best part of the play is the fact that most of the lines are in rhyming verse, but they are comedic and make sense.  It almost feels natural to hear people converse that way and finish each other's couplets.  Mark Rylance gives a showy performance as the idiot savant Valere with his long hair and fake teeth and outrageous actions, but the heart of the play is David Hyde Pierce as Elomire, the playwright/director of a French theater troupe residing at the court of the Princess played by Joanna Lumley with amazing vocal power. The play focused on the Princess' insistence that Valere join Elmomire's troupe over the objections of Elomire, who doesn't trust Valere as part of an ensemble and resents the notion that his art is equal to that of the blubbering street artist. I actually side with Elomire in this debate.  Valere seems quite self-absorbed and self-serving, not to mention very think and unable to pick up on expressions and cues from those around him. He reminds me of a people I know, which is possibly why I started to get annoyed with him and why I thought the play tended to fizzle out. Greta Lee is funny as Dorine the adolescent maid, and I think she could have been utilized more. The other actors in the cast really were only in one long scene and hence under-utilized as well. The play ends with Elomire leaving the troupe rather than be forced to cooperate with Valere, who wins over most of the other actors in the troupe with his bizarre comedy.  Overall, the play was pretty good, and I loved the library set used for most of the play, so if you have a chance to see it this week, it's worth an evening. Or part of an evening. The play is about two hours and no intermission.