Sunday, January 22, 2012

REVIEW: "Richard III"


I often tell people that "King Lear" is my favorite of all the Shakespeare plays but the dirty truth is that "Richard III" is the one I most enjoy. I have seen neither performed on the stage until now. This production features no less than Kevin Spacey in the lead role and, honestly, who wouldn't want to see that?  I'm here to let you know that you won't be disappointed should you get the chance to see the latest Brooklyn Academy of Music's (BAM) Bridge Project production directed by Sam Mendes.

That being said, all is not entirely well...

While the production as whole appears well done, the same cannot be said of the cast and that actually includes Mr. Spacey himself.  That is to say, watching this "Richard" left me with a feeling that I had seen two different shows performed simultaneously.

I was let down watching the scene I most wanted to see, Act 1, Scene II in which Richard seduces Lady Anne in front of her dead husband. Mind you, the man Richard himself killed! In my opinion, this scene is arguably one of the most difficult to perform and requires a nuance that only seasoned actors can bring to the stage. And I did not see that in our Lady Anne, played by Annabel Scholey, always operating at one level and never conveying the required grief, hatred, shock, outrage, bewitchment, and submission (yes, in that order and, yes, I may have left something out) that the audience not only needs to see, but feel. Unfortunately, Ms. Scholey's Lady Anne was no match for Spacey's Richard. It must be said, however, that 'Lady Anne' acquits herself somewhat in the second act but curiously as a ghost - hmm.

I did think it was really odd that two adult women were cast as the doomed princes. They clearly looked like two adult women dressed in schoolboy uniforms - visually, it just didn't work.

The rest of the cast seemed to be overshadowed by Mr. Spacey's over-the-top performance which bordered parody at times including the physical presentation of Richard - mangled leg in a brace with a prominent humpback (it reminded me of Roger "Verbal" Kint and Jimmy at times). It bothered me that some of the lines were delivered with a nudge, nudge, wink, wink aspect that elicited laughter from the audience. It really felt out of place - kind of like the wave at Fenway Park. C'mon people! It's not a comedy. But maybe that was Mr. Spacey's fault.

So, there I am sitting through the first act dazzled by the awesomeness of Kevin Spacey's presence on stage but equally perplexed by both the seemingly lack of presence by the rest of the cast AND Kevin Spacey occasionally taking Richard to an unnecessary level. But something happened on the way to intermission. It became the "Richard III" I wanted to see!

The first clue came in the scene in which the ailing King Edward asks everybody to reconcile; it is cleverly done as a photo op. Later on, the scene in which Richard is petitioned to take power as king is brilliantly executed. And it is from this point, that the show achieves a consistency well worth seeing.

Again, while many of the cast continue to be outshined by Mr. Spacey during the second act, Haydn Gwynne, as the wronged Queen Elizabeth, gives as good as she gets when Richard asks, then demands, that she speak to her daughter for her hand in marriage. The production as a whole seems to finally find its soul and achieve equilibrium after intermission. And it finishes strong; the play runs so smoothly that you don't even feel the three hours that it takes to perform.

Be forewarned there is a particularly grisly scene. And while I know this review comes off as not-a-ringing endorsement, you will most certainly be entertained.

"Richard III" by William Shakespeare. At the BAM Harvey Theatre, 651 Fulton St., Brooklyn; running now through March 4th.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Steve Jobs 1955-2011

So much has been said about Steve Jobs and so much more will be said in the coming days. And I know he had the capacity to be a difficult person but he had a drive and a vision like no other.

His attention to detail made you love whatever Apple product you owned.  While working as a Genius in a Boston-area Apple Store, a customer, a young lady I became friends with, actually kissed her 12" PowerBook as we finished the paperwork to send it in for Mail-In service and said, "Please, take care of my baby."  Do you know anybody who kisses their Dell goodbye? I didn't think so.

I still have every Apple product I ever purchased or was given as an Apple employee and though they may be non-functional or old, they mean something to me.

This feels like when I heard John Lennon was shot or when I saw Challenger explode on live television.

I had previously written on Les Paul when he passed away and I'll say this about Steve Jobs too: We've lost an American original.

He, too, will be missed.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

One of my favorite things...

Hearing someone laugh at a Monty Python sketch they may not have seen before (sketch begins at 0:31)...


Sunday, May 22, 2011

Yep - we're still here...

I thought about what I wanted to say and in almost every way, it came out mean. So I will just say this:

I may not be right, but if you believed that our world would end yesterday, you were wrong.

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Honor - RIP

You have no honor if you can't follow through on your words...

You are not worthy of consideration as you consider no one else...

We will be better off when you are gone...

Added 5/22

And thanks for waking us up by bringing a prostitute into our home yesterday morning...

Monday, April 25, 2011

Friday, April 1, 2011

Next year's here

The true sign that Spring has arrived - Opening Day!...

To me, no other diversion travels along the path of a year like baseball does.  Think of the names used to describe baseball during its season: Spring Training, Boys of Summer, Fall Classic, Hot Stove League (curiously, a term used to describe the one time of the year there is neither baseball played nor a league to even speak of). Baseball is my other calendar. I would like to think that if I ended up in a coma, woke up and saw the World Series was playing on the television, I would, at the very least, know it's late October. Then I'd reach for my iPhone for the exact date - let's hope I don't have amnesia...

This past winter, I tried to not pay much attention to the baseball press. I wanted to enjoy the upcoming season with the wonder of ignorance. Some news was unavoidable such as Derek Jeter's contract talks, my Red Sox signings of Carl Crawford and Adrian Gonzalez, the pursuit of pitcher Cliff Lee who ended up re-signing with the team that traded him away. Short of the major news, I avoided going online to Major League Baseball's website.  

While not completely successful, I think I will enjoy watching games where I will utter to friends, "Who the hell is this guy and where did he come from?" Last year was like that watching my Red Sox as injuries crippled them and many 'kids' were brought up to fill positions. Like the saying, I really did need a lineup card to know who the players were.

Now I don't have to try avoidance as today is the first day of Spring - my Spring. Still, I chuckled at my attempt at not keeping up with the Hot Stove League and it reminded me of lyrics in the King Crimson song "Indiscipline":
I was so involved, I didn't know what to think
I carried it around with me for days and days
Playing little games
Like not looking at it for a whole day
And then... looking at it
To see if I still liked it
I did!

Go Sox!