Derek Smith, Raphael Nash Thompson, Karen Ziemba, Tom Hewitt,
Lenny Wolpe, Kimberly Immanuel, Jeff Hiller, and Alison Fraser, Photo Credit
CAROL ROSEGG
by Deirdre Donovan
Gingold
Theatrical Group’s ambitious new production of George Bernard Shaw’s Heartbreak
House takes the harlequinade and adds an original framing device that
colors it with a World War II setting. Directed by David Staller, this
induction does come with a few hiccups, but it does allow us to see the
farcical comedy in a fresh new light and makes the war-time theme much more
palpable.
Inspired
by actual events during World War II when the first salvos of the war were
being felt by the English during the London Blitz of September 1940, Staller
draws on the historical moment and spotlights a situation in which thespians
actually turned a horrific event into a golden one: A theater performance is
disrupted by an air raid, and the cast and audience band together to seek
shelter in the theater’s basement til the All Clear signal is given. To keep
spirits up, the actors put on a show that seems right for the topsy-turvy
moment: Shaw’s Heartbreak House. After all, with its menagerie of
clowns who drift along in their dreams til a real war happens, it provides a
ready education for everybody living in unsettled times (like ours).
If
the framing device is original, so is the text used for this off-Broadway
production. Rather than use a homogenized script from yesteryear, Staller
wanted to give a go to Shaw’s original intent for Heartbreak House. To
achieve this, Staller has drawn on Shaw’s original hand-written version of the
play and other pertinent materials with the playwright’s palm prints on them.
But,
as they say, the proof is in the pudding. And the pudding that is served at
Theatre Row, however tasty, is not without its lumps. First, the framing
device is a bit confusing in the execution. We see the entire cast clustered
on the Lion Theater’s small stage at the opener, and though they robustly ask
the audience what play of Shaw’s should be staged that evening, their words
nearly get swallowed up in the scenery.
True,
a jaunty audience sing-a-along of “Pack Up Your Troubles” smooths out the
opener and neatly transitions us into the play proper. But the framing device
never has time or space to breathe adequately and its raison d’etre is never
altogether clear.
Someone
rightly said that “Heartbreak House” is a House of Truth. But one must listen
to a lot of lies being soft-pedaled by its characters before Truth finally
steps in to call their game. Still, one can’t help but feel for all these
characters who are looking for a port to moor their bewildered lives.
We
meet them in a country house in Sussex. Captain Shotover (Raphael Nash
Thompson) is a crazy old patriarch who is attempting to create a “psychic ray”
to blow up the dynamite that he feels the warmongers of the world are
hoarding. Young and attractive Ellie Dunn has arrived at the Shotover home as
a guest, and though she intends to dine with her rich fiance Boss Mangan,
Hesione Hushabye, Captain Shotover’s daughter, does everything she can to
derail the engagement. During a heart-to-heart with Hesione, Ellie reveals
that she actually is in love with a dashing man that she met at the National
Gallery. When Hesione’s husband Hector Hushabye (Tom Hewitt) shortly walks
into the room, Ellie sees that he is the man from the National Gallery and
damns herself for her foolishness. Lady Ariadne Utterword, Captain Shotover’s
other married daughter, arrives from Australia after a long absence with hopes
of being welcomed and kissed by her family. But the Captain gruffly feigns
that he doesn’t remember her and Hesione remains coldly aloof.
(standing) Karen Ziemba and Jeff Hiller; Derek Smith (with
his back to the audience) and (seated) Lenny Wolpe
The
rest of the dramatis personae—Ellie’s bumbling father (Lenny Wolpe), the
leveler Nurse Guinness (Jeff Hiller), the flute-playing brother-in-law Randall
(Hiller again), and a Burglar (Hiller again)--are equally eccentric and float
through the Shotover home like lost souls.
The
eight-member cast is filled with veteran New York performers. There are some
standout performances by the principals, namely Kimberly Immanuel as the minx
Ellie and Alison Fraser as the prodigal daughter Lady Ariadne. And let’s not
forget Derek Smith as Boss Mangan, who brings a nonconventional spin to his
part. Mangan, a so-called Napoleon of business, is usually played as a
fuddy-dud. But Smith Imbues him with the urbane air of a man who unexpectedly
finds himself down the rabbit hole and at a Mad Tea Party.
Karen Ziemba, Tom Hewitt and Alison Fraser
Karen
Ziemba, as Hesione Hushabye, is able but doesn't inject enough wild Bohemian
color into her role to make it convincing. Tom Hewitt plays the lady-killer
Hector Hushabye with a good deal of swash and buckle. Ralph Nash Thompson, as
the rum-swillling Captain Shotover, needs to add more salt to his Captain. And
a shout out to Jeff Hillel who plays Nurse Guinness, Randall, and the Burglar
with protean flair.
Brian
Prather's set, in collaboration with Christina Watanabe’s shadowy lighting, gets
the air raid shelter right, though not the Shotovers’ domicile. The Shotover’s
country home is supposed to have the contours of a stern of a ship. But
Prather’s set doesn’t suggest that notion except for the marine décor in
Captain Shotover’s upper-loft room. A better effect is achieved with Barbara
A. Bell’s handsome-looking period costumes, which add verisimilitude to the
production and anchor us firmly in the World War II era.
Don’t
forget that Heartbreak House has a subtitle: "Fantasia in the Russian
Manner on English Themes." Verbose as it is, it’s a tell-tale to what Shaw
was thinking about as he penned his play. Shaw, in fact, wrote Heartbreak
House in the image and likeness of The Cherry Orchard.
What’s more the subtitle can serve as a subtle warning to the audience, and
readers, that the drama, along with its crazy denizens, tend to play fast and
loose with reality.
The
current production of Heartbreak House might not succeed on all fronts.
But Staller, who is the Artistic Director of the Gingold Theatrical Group, has
certainly succeeded in keeping Shaw’s catalogue alive in New York for the past
13 years with his Project Shaw, which presents staged readings of Shaw’s, and
other human rights-oriented artists’, works at Symphony Space. No question
he’s somebody to watch, and wish well.
Through
September 29th.
At
the Lion Theater (at Theatre Row), 410 W. 42nd Street, Manhattan
For
tickets and more information, visit www.gingoldgroup.org
Running
time: 2 hours; 40 minutes with one intermission