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THEATER REVIEW - ‘Misalliance’ revival a pleasure

 

By IRIS FANGER
For The Patriot Ledger

With our summer barely started, an outdoor delight has burst upon the stage to entertain us, in the revival of George Bernard Shaw’s 1909 comedy ‘‘Misalliance’’ at The Publick Theatre. Unlike many of Shaw’s plays, in which the message competes with the wit for attention, ‘‘Misalliance,’’ with its themes of the vagaries of love and the restlessness of lovers, is nothing less than a pleasure to watch, especially as staged by Diego Arciniegas.

Shaw was at his most whimsical in writing ‘‘Misalliance,’’ but did not neglect the issues that engaged him. Thus, Hypatia Tarleton, the princess-daughter of the middle-class merchant John Tarleton, who made his millions in underwear, is another of Shaw’s strong-minded women, eager to break out of her respectable but comfortable cage, and lead an independent life. Hypatia is engaged to the wimpy Bentley, called ‘‘Bunny,’’ barely-breathing evidence of the decline of the aristocratic gene pool. She’s not in love with him, but sees no better choices until Joey Percival, a man worthy of chasing, drops from the skies, literally, by crashing his plane into the glass roof of the family’s conservatory. If the notion of a genteel plane crash - no one is injured - was a genuine stage surprise in 1909, it becomes a hoot in the theatrics of the current production, thanks to the imaginative sound design by John Doerschuk.

Hypatia might be a suffragette in the making, but Lina Szczepanowska, Percival’s passenger in the plane, and a circus acrobat who deems every day wasted that does not contain a risk to be taken, is an out-and-out emancipated woman. Lina soon has every man in love with her but scorns them all because they want to enslave her in one way or the other. She earns her own bread, subject to no man’s whim-.

Mixed into this dizzy round-robin of romances is a basketful of conflicts between parents and children, another of Shaw’s concerns, with Tarleton trying to control Hypatia and her brother Johnny, the would-be philosopher who has been roped into the underwear business; and Lord Summerhays’ exasperation with his son Bentley. To top off the underlying serious business is the odd-ball character Gunner, a lower-class chap who bursts on the scene with a gun. I leave the complications of that bit of plotting to those of you who will take my advice to see the show. Suffice to say that Shaw’s belief in the equality of the classes fuels this part of the play.

Director Arciniegas, also one of the most accomplished of the Boston-based actors, treats the play as a farce rather than dwelling on society’s myopic shortcomings. The action is enhanced by a mostly excellent cast, led by veteran actors M. Lynda Robinson as the slightly ditzy but eminently practical Mrs. Tarleton, and Steven Barkhimer as the randy but distinguished Lord Summerhays. Heather Wood makes Hypatia into a sprightly young lady, mercurial, energetic and most engaging; Debera Ann Lund as Lina is a hoot, and gorgeous to look at, from the top of her bobbed hair-do, stylish and daring in 1909, to the tips of her purple high-heeled boots. Owen Doyle is commendable as the excitable Tarleton. Gabriel Kuttner as Gunner, who questions the bourgeois morality he observes from his hiding place, is a comic with concerns of his own.

Not the least of the attractions is the leafy grove setting of The Publick Theatre, with plenty of free parking nearby, recently refurbished by volunteers from the Charles River Conservancy. Janie Howland designed the masterful stage setting, complete with open arches that frame the sylvan views.

At the end, however, it’s the meaty conversation, filled with quotable quips on the landmines of modern life, that holds one’s attention, despite the considerable cuts to Shaw’s script. Hypatia might complain, ‘‘I’m so sick of words,’’ but in this 21st century of visual overloads, Shaw’s literate dialogue, spoken by characters with purpose, no matter how frivolous, prove again that the play’s the thing.

Misalliance
Through Sept. 9. $32, $27 students/seniors. 617-782-5425, publicktheatre.com.

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Stage Review

At the Publick, a witty poke at hypocrisy

By Louise Kennedy, Globe Staff  |  July 13, 2007

·                            "Talk, talk, talk!" exclaims the exasperated young Hypatia, who's the fiercest combatant on one side of the parent-child war in George Bernard Shaw's "Misalliance." And talk everyone does -- cleverly, amusingly, extensively, exhaustively -- throughout the Publick Theatre production's slender two hours. The play is a natural for the company, which continues this year to move beyond Shakespeare and explore the other possibilities of its slogan, "demonstrating the power

Shaw knew that power, for sure; he also knew that the spoken word could knock you out, sometimes undermining his own efforts to illuminate audiences by punching out their lights with a relentless volley of speech. So one of the delights of this play is its many slyly self-deprecating references to its own garrulity, which become even funnier when, as with Hypatia, they arrive in the form of verbose complaints about everyone's verbosity.

But what, you wonder, do they talk about? The usual Shavian smorgasbord: capitalism, imperialism, feminism, socialism, even Shaw's pet topic, vegetarianism. (Can a vegetarian keep a pet? Or, for that matter, serve a smorgasbord? Oh, dear, the giddy garrulity is infectious.)

Anyway. It's all here, and more besides, notably a plane crash in the greenhouse, a fistfight or two, and an unstable young intruder in the Turkish bath. Oh, and a Polish acrobat.

But at the heart of it all is Shaw's mischievous fascination with social hypocrisy, and particularly with the way parents preach morality to their children in blithe disregard of their own less than moral practices. Hypatia's father, John Tarleton of Tarleton's Underwear, presents a respectable bourgeois facade and wants his daughter to do the same. But he's had countless affairs, and he's also told his daughter to think for herself and speak her mind. It's only a matter of time before the clash between respectability and reason explodes with a bang, around the same time that airplane lands with a crash.

Though the Publick has wisely pruned some of the more overgrown speeches, there are still moments when the characters seem less like people than like megaphones for Shaw's ideas. But when the ideas are expressed as entertainingly as this, it's hard to mind too much. And Diego Arciniegas directs his strong cast with focus and drive; the longer the speech, the faster he races us through it, so we never quite have time to grow restless.

On Wednesday's opening night, the threatening clouds restrained themselves, but gusts of wind sometimes blasted annoyingly through the sound system's speakers. Even without that handicap, the stage seems to have some odd acoustical dead spots; in particular, Adam Soule, otherwise amusing as Hypatia's chuckleheaded brother, seemed to drift in and out of earshot as he walked around Janie Howland's airy, wicker-filled (though oddly Southwestern) set.

Heather Wood makes Hypatia a picture of frustrated energy, bursting to escape the strictures of young-ladyhood. As Bentley, her rabbity, quivering upper-class twit of a suitor, Stephen Libby is hilariously effete; even the comic accent affected by Alejandro Simoes as his friend Joey Percival doesn't conceal the likely outcome of any romantic rivalry between the two. And Gabriel Kuttner is drolly bitter as the interloper, whose role is better seen than described.

As for the older generation, Owen Doyle strikes a nice balance between vitality and absurdity as the senior Mr. Tarleton, and M. Lynda Robinson gives his wife an appropriate warmth, genuineness, and earthy good humor. Steven Barkhimer, meanwhile, delivers Lord Summerhays's epigrams with a full appreciation of their rhythm and wit.

That leaves only the acrobat, Lina Szczepanowska, adroitly played by Debera Ann Lund. She gets full support from an outrageous pair of purple boots, which are rivaled in Rachel Padula-Shufelt's costume design only by Bentley's ridiculous plus-fours.

"Were we very dull?" Lord Summerhays asks apologetically, when Hypatia pauses for breath in a rant against the endless talk of her elders.

"Not at all: you were very clever," she replies. "That's what's so hard to bear, because it makes it so difficult to avoid listening."

By the end of the night, for better and worse, you'll know exactly what she means.

Louise Kennedy can be reached at [email protected].

 

 

The Publick Theatre is announced as one of the BCA’s newest Resident Theatre Companies.

From left to right: Diego Arciniegas, Artistic Director of The Publick Theatre, Susanne Nitter, Producing Director the Publick Theatre, William Bradshaw, Director of Marketing and Development - General Manager. The Publick Theatre, and Libbie Shufro, President & CEO, Boston Center for the Arts. photo: DON WEST


 

Producing Director Susanne Nitter accepts the 2006 Elliot Norton Award for Arcadia; Outstanding Production - Small resident theatre company.


 

Boston Phoenix

Best on the boards - 2005


BY CAROLYN CLAY 
 

The year began with a worthy South African festival courtesy of American Repertory Theatre and ended with enough Christmas Carols to fill a songbook. ART unveiled its Zero Arrow Theatre and New Repertory Theatre moved into its new home at the Arsenal Center for the Arts. The Huntington Theatre Company and other troupes continued to make good use of the two attractive theaters in the Calderwood Pavilion at the Boston Center for the Arts; these added to the BCA Plaza theaters make for almost as many performance venues as restaurants in a South End as different from its one-time self as Scrooge is after his night with the spirits. On a sadder note, we lost playwriting giants Arthur Miller and August Wilson. And Broadway in Boston announced it will not renew its lease on the landmark Wilbur Theatre, whose boards this year had their paint peeled off by the vitriol Kathleen Turner and Bill Irwin splashed at each other in the worthy Broadway-bound revival of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? Nothing, it would seem, is sacred, but there were 2005 turns worth bowing to.

1 ART FOR ART’S SAKE

The American Repertory Theatre lived up to its mission this year, presenting indelible new work and reinventing the classics. Former company member Pamela Gien brought her bravura yet delicate tour de force The Syringa Tree, a one-woman multi-character reminiscence of life in South Africa under apartheid, to town. The ART hosted Canadian visionary Robert Lepage’s the far side of the moon, a magisterially ingenious multimedia contemplation of the space race as metaphor for exploration and isolation, rivalry and reconciliation. Hungarian director János Szász transformed Eugene O’Neill’s incestuous 1924 melodrama Desire Under the Elms into a primal dust-up intensely played out in an arena of rubble. And artistic director Robert Woodruff helmed a harrowing production of Edward Bond’s spare yet brutally powerful social drama Olly’s Prison, in which Bill Camp, complaint and incomprehension wrenched from him along with guttural sound, spit, and tears, gave the performance of the year.

2 SMART MOUTHS

The Publick Theatre came of age with an intelligent, articulate staging of Tom Stoppard’s dazzling comedy Arcadia, which is set on an English country estate in 1809 and the 1990s. In artistic director Diego Arciniegas’s apt outdoor staging, the landscape being transformed in the earlier period from the classic style of the Enlightenment to the wild tangle of the Romantic period intruded on the drawing room, and that added to Stoppard’s garden of ideas.

3 BETTER THAN BROADWAY

The Huntington Theatre Company and the Lyric Stage Company of Boston served up, in Daniel Goldstein’s stylish HTC staging of William Finn’s dawn-of-AIDS songfest Falsettos and Lyric honcho Spiro Veloudos’s grubby chamber rendition of Greg Kotis and Mark Hollmann’s Brechtian potty satire Urinetown, revivals of these provocative musicals that trumped the Broadway originals.

4 SCOTTISH BUFFALO

Brendan Hughes helmed Celtic-centric Súgán Theatre Company’s crack introduction of Gregory Burke’s lyrically profane mix of Karl Marx and David Mamet set in the northeast of Scotland, Gagarin Way. The play won First of the Firsts at the 2001 Edinburgh Fringe Festival; Súgán made it a winner here, too.

5 FIRE AND WATER

Steven Maler helmed a splashy poolside Hamlet — well spoken, accessible, and exciting — as Commonwealth Shakespeare Company’s tenth annual offering of free Shakespeare on Boston Common. At the center of this agitated journey of boy to man was Jeffrey Donovan’s Dane, no melancholy baby but a fiery schoolboy whose mind raced in counterpart to his famed foundering resolve.

6 HERALDING HAROLD

Merrimack Repertory Theatre paid early tribute to 2005 Nobel Prize winner Harold Pinter with last spring’s pitch- and pause-perfect revival of the playwright’s arch 1965 domestic conundrum The Homecoming. Charles Towers’s controlled and creepy period production captured the play’s jarring mix of repulsion and come-on, linguistic precision and moral ambiguity, tea-cozy naturalism and Freudian rite.

7 SWEET CHARLOTTE

Broadway in Boston brought to the Wilbur Theatre Doug Wright’s brilliantly wrought "one-woman show performed by a man," I Am My Own Wife, which was inspired by German transvestite and collector Charlotte von Mahlsdorf, who survived both the Third Reich and the East German Communists while wearing a dress. Jefferson Mays reprised his Tony-winning turn as Charlotte, prim and precise in her little black nun’s frock and pearls, as well as 34 other personae.

8 EVERY INCH A KING

Actors’ Shakespeare Project opened its second season with a heroic trek up the monumental mountain that is King Lear. Patrick Swanson helmed the staging, which was not only long but long on ideas. And 80-year-old ART veteran Alvin Epstein led the climb, offering a cocky, muscular Lear full of scathing fury that turned tyrannical, teary, and finally quite dotty, as the battered old king wandered the fields near Dover in a baggy diaper.

9 WINNING TEAM

SpeakEasy Stage Company and Boston Theatre Works paired to present an impressive Boston premiere of Richard Greenberg’s Tony-winning Take Me Out, which is based on the author’s dizzying midlife romance with baseball — and the question of what would happen if a sports superstar batted himself out of the closet. Paul Daigneault directed a convincing ensemble capable of acting while naked and wet (under functioning showers) while Neil A. Casey captured the euphoria of the goofily blossoming gay accountant who sees the game as "a perfect metaphor for hope in a democratic society."

10 TOPDOG UNLEASHED

Trinity Repertory Company and New Repertory Theatre collaborated with Atlanta’s Alliance Theatre on a crack, caged-in staging of Suzan-Lori Parks’s Pulitzer-winning Topdog/Underdog, an explosive meditation on African-American male siblings trapped by history. Kent Gash directed the production, in which Kes Khemnu and Joe Wilson Jr. altered the dynamic by alternating in the roles of brothers with the charged monikers of Lincoln and Booth.




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