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- <title>
- Aug. 16, 1993: Reviews:Theater
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Aug. 16, 1993 Overturning The Reagan Era
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS, Page 62
- THEATER
- Sweltering Skies
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By WILLIAM A. HENRY III
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>TITLE: In The Summer House</l>
- <l>AUTHOR: Jane Bowles</l>
- <l>WHERE: Broadway</l>
- </qt>
- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: A cult writer's only play, full of feminist
- anger, gets a suitably weird and intoxicating revival.
- </p>
- <p> Her few and brief works have been taught at Yale in sideshow
- courses labeled "gay literature" and "camp," and she may be
- best known as the wife portrayed by Debra Winger in the 1990
- movie The Sheltering Sky. Those who knew her remember neurotic
- volatility as much as art. But the revival of her 1953 In the
- Summer House, which opened on Broadway last week, suggests that
- Jane Bowles might have matured into a major poet of the stage
- had she not soon after suffered a stroke that ended her career.
- It also serves as a reminder that today's avant-garde, with
- its scorn for linear storytelling and stylistic consistency,
- is the avant-garde of 40 years ago (and, for that matter, 40
- years earlier).
- </p>
- <p> Bowles uses interior monologue spoken aloud, like O'Neill, and
- metaphoric, disoriented dialogue, like Tennessee Williams. Her
- lurching narrative would suit Ionesco; her shackled hysteria
- echoes Lorca. Particular to her is the female characters' deep
- discontent coupled with utter uninterest in men, even when marrying
- them. One need not know her history to sense that the playwright
- was a lesbian, that only relationships between women meant much
- to her.
- </p>
- <p> The revival is, like the playwright's marriage, a union of convenience--between director Joanne Akalaitis, who was ousted as Joseph
- Papp's successor at the nonprofit Public Theater for not being
- commercial enough, and the producers at nonprofit Lincoln Center,
- often criticized as too commercial. Akalaitis brings characteristic
- verve and visual eclecticism to the equally eclectic, indeed
- messy, text. Those qualities are offset by her chronic inability
- to evoke convincing acting, even from Oscar winner Dianne Wiest
- as the more shrewish of two matrons (although Frances Conroy
- shines as the more pathetically pixilated one). At its most
- impassioned, the show still feels remote. It is always lovely
- to look at, in an artificial way: staircases leading to nowhere;
- walls turning diaphanous; seas and skies that are never sheltering;
- an apparently drowning girl suspended in a shaft of distant
- light.
- </p>
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- </body>
- </article>
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