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- <title>
- Feb. 01, 1993: Reviews:Theater
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Feb. 01, 1993 Clinton's First Blunder
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS
- THEATER, Page 68
- Celibacy, the Safest Sex
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By RICHARD CORLISS
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- <qt>
- <l>TITLE: JEFFREY</l>
- <l>AUTHOR: Paul Rudnick</l>
- <l>WHERE: Off-Broadway</l>
- </qt>
- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: The tragedy of AIDS may have met its
- match in a heartfelt, knockabout comedy of manners.
- </p>
- <p> Boy meets boy. Boy gets AIDS. Play gets raves. As much as
- penthouse comedy dominated the '20s or political agitprop
- informed the '30s, AIDS has defined American theater this past
- decade--both in the ravaging of the creative community and in
- the flowering of dramas on the subject. There are angry plays
- (The Normal Heart), sweet plays (As Is), pageants (Angels in
- America) and musicals (Falsettos). Some soar into poignant
- metaphor. Prelude to a Kiss and Marvin's Room are really about
- responsibilities of marriage and family; the plays say that
- relationships of love or blood must be sustained even as the
- objects of our affection sink into confusion or decay. Love
- means always having to be there.
- </p>
- <p> Rage and pity, even self-pity, have their place as well as
- their limits. Now let's try laughter--the best medicine, as
- Reader's Digest, Norman Cousins and Paul Rudnick can tell you.
- Rudnick has already earned many a healthy laugh with his plays
- Poor Little Lambs and I Hate Hamlet and his comic essays in
- Vanity Fair and Spy. Jeffrey, though, is a real tonic. It's a
- wonderful comedy about a rancid tragedy: the crape of death
- hanging over any gay guy who is crazy about sex.
- </p>
- <p> Jeffrey (John Michael Higgins) is such a fellow. This
- pleasant young actor-waiter grew up thanking God for the joy of
- sex; now he curses God because "life is suddenly radioactive."
- So he decides that the only safe sex is celibacy. He sublimates
- at the gym: "endorphins, not hormones." He rejects the amiable
- advances of Steve (Tom Hewitt), who is HIV positive. And
- gradually he retreats from the gay life--not just the sex, but
- the camaraderie in times of frivolity and mourning. He doesn't
- want to attend--and diss--one more AIDS memorial at which
- the guest stars are "the Gay Men's Chorus, Vanessa Redgrave,
- Siegfried and Roy." He can't bear to "see one more 28-year-old
- man with a cane."
- </p>
- <p> Jeffrey is a play too smart for self-pity. But in daring
- to laugh, then to cry, it reveals itself as a cunning twist on
- the old-fashioned Broadway-style comedy. It begins with a group
- grope and ends with a kiss. It is underscored with dreamy,
- pertinent Gershwin songs (Fascinating Rhythm, Embraceable You,
- They Can't Take That Away from Me). And it considers, with a
- wisdom born of irreverence, a genteel old dilemma. Until the
- pill, a threat of pregnancy loomed over any nice young man who
- considered having sex with someone he loved. Now especially for
- gay men, the threat is death. "Sex wasn't meant to be `safe,'"
- Jeffrey says. "Or negotiated. Or fatal." But there's no sense
- moping, as a gay priest helpfully points out: "Terminal gloom--who does that help? Even Brecht wrote musicals."
- </p>
- <p> Rudnick has written a blackout comedy that moves like a
- 28-year-old kid on the prowl. Aided by the sprightly economy of
- Christopher Ashley's direction and a troupe of rubber-souled
- actors playing multiple roles, Rudnick lays out the panorama at
- double time: a game show, a Gay Pride march, a gay bashing, a
- taste of rough trade, a vision of Mother Teresa--oh, yes, and
- a square dance. All with unfettered wit and a lot of heart. Who
- could ask for anything more?
- </p>
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