Although
Something
Rotten is not a Shakespeare play, it contains snippets of his verse and
a potential personality type of the Bard. I consider Something Rotten and recall it with a smile. And then I think of the CSC Hamlet and sigh. And then think of the Fiasco Theater Company’s
The Two Gentlemen of Verona at TFANA
and rejoice: 2 Fabulous Shows out of 3 —
Shakespeare Rules!
Something Rotten is a very
funny musical comedy that will be most enjoyed by fans of American musical
theatre. Karey
Kirkpatrick and John O’Farrell’s book and lyrics are full of winks, nods, and witticisms,
with sometimes lyrical and sometimes show-stopping songs by Wayne Kirkpatrick and Karey Kirkpatrick. One must love a show
that rhymes genius with penis. (I realize there are those who will complain of
this imperfect rhyme, but lowbrow that I am, I laughed like hell.) Something
Rotten appeals to both types of brows, as well as to lovers of Shakespeare.
Characters
appear with familiar names like Nostradamus, Nick Bottom, Shylock, Portia. There are musical and dance riffs reminiscent
of countless modern musicals (Chicago,
Cats, A Chorus Line, Mary Poppins, to name just a few…) as well as scenes
that could have inspired some of Shakespeare’s most famous ones.
John Cariana as Nigel Bottom and Kate Reinders as Portia in Something Rotten. (Photo 2015 Joan Marcus) |
Christian
Borle plays Shakespeare as that upstart crow (remember those “Notes” in
your Folger editions), a cross between David
Bowie and Tim Curry (as Rocky Horror Picture Show’s Frank N.
Furter) as the coolest strutting rock star playwright ever. The diminutive ingénue Kate Reinders is playing a role apparently written with Kristen
Chenoweth in mind and doing it beautifully with charm, expert comic timing, and
a sweetly powerful voice. One can
readily understand Brian d’Arcy James
leaving the fun role of King George in Hamilton for the lead of Nick Bottom
in Something Rotten. Like Aaron Burr in Hamilton, Nick Bottom reveals himself in his solo about his rival,
defining himself by his enemy: Shakespeare.
He tells us in “I Hate Shakespeare” about that country hick who steals
other people’s ideas and glory. The cast
is overflowing with funny, talented people, like John Cariana as Nigel Bottom and Brad Oscar as the scene-stealing Nostradamus. The only unimpressive performance was that of
Heidi Blickenstaff as Bottom’s wife
Bea, who just belted everything without modulation. Finally, the direction and choreography by Casey Nicholaw was a driving and moving
force celebrating American musical theatre.
Brad Oscar and Brian d'Arcy James in Something Rotten (2012 Photo Credit Joan Marcus) |
Meanwhile,
the CSC Hamlet sounded more interesting than it was. I had heard (belated
spoiler alert) that director Austin
Pendleton had chosen not to show us the Ghost of Hamlet’s father, which
could make us wonder what, if anything, the ghost ever said to Hamlet. Peter
Sarsgaard’s Hamlet was stupefying, overthought and overwrought. Even Harris Yulin was rather dull as
Claudius. The Gertrude by Penelope Allen was somnolent, but Lisa Joyce’s Ophelia was feisty and Stephen Spinella played Polonius with wit and style.
Austin Pendleton staged the play within a play so that more than half the
audience could not see Claudius’ reaction to the murder of Gonzago, which would
seem impossible in a 3-sided playing space.
The set was as annoying as an overdressed floral centerpiece, such that it
became all about trying to see around the furniture instead of the content. All in all, the potential excitement in removing
the actual Ghost fell flat with nothing interesting from Hamlet or the director
in this empty rendition. Reimagining did
not occur.
But
then, hope revived. Even though Julia
should punch Proteus at the end — does anyone else remember the joyous moment
in an otherwise tedious Cymbeline when Joan Cusack’s Imogen punched Posthumous? — I know she never will so
the clever edit of the Fiasco Theater Company’s production of The
Two Gentlemen of Verona at Theatre for a New Audience was a sheer
delight of sparkling wordplay, song, and fun, with nary a moment of its two
hour and ten minute running time allowed to lag.
Apparently
cutting the script to the bone clarifies what the play is really about. Judicious
edits inspired six actors — two women and four men — to drive the play in high
gear. The doubling and tripling and
quadrupling of characters played led to laughter, with all players throwing in
voices from “offstage” while sitting in plain sight. In one scene, the cast’s two women were both
onstage, so when Sylvia called off to Ursula, the always original Andy Grotelueschen responds in a small
frilly cap, bellowing like that goat meme that went around earlier this
year. Such laughter as filled the house
also fills the audience with oxygen and moves the play forward after
Grotelueschen stops the show. I tend to
believe that he does something like this to his fellow players every night in
the same spot, in addition to playing Launce, the Duke, and Antonio. Jessie Austrian was a full-blooded and
funny, awkward Julia to Noah Brody’s
unfaithful Proteus. Paul L. Coffee was a sharp Speed, and Emily Young played Lucetta tartly and Sylvia with passionate
intelligence. Zachary Fine was a sweet and loyal dog called Crab as well as
Sylvia’s steadfast and true Valentine. And
the music was rollicking and sweet.
Fiasco’s Two Gents as directed by Jessie
Austrian and Ben Steinfeld was a
brilliant addition to TFANA’s spring season.
As
luck would have it, The Two Gentlemen of Verona has been extended through Saturday,
June 20, at Theatre for a New Audience’s Polonsky Shakespeare Center in
Brooklyn. Lucky you!
~ Molly Matera, signing off and urging you to see the Fiasco
Theater Company’s production of Two Gents in Brooklyn while it
lasts. I believe you have more time for Something
Rotten which may just run on Broadway forever, but just in case it
doesn’t, get your tickets now!