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- <text id=93TT0852>
- <title>
- Sep. 20, 1993: Reviews:Theater
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Sep. 20, 1993 Clinton's Health Plan
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS, Page 84
- Theater
- Juvenilia on Parade
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By WILLIAM A. HENRY III
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>TITLE: Black Comedy & White Liars</l>
- <l>AUTHOR: Peter Shaffer</l>
- <l>WHERE: Broadway</l>
- </qt>
- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: Little depth is revealed in dated comedies
- by the author of Equus.
- </p>
- <p> Nothing dates so fast as novelty, and nothing ill becomes a
- playwright so drastically as having mature peaks contrasted
- with juvenilia. Thus no one is served, neither writer nor audience,
- by reviving Peter Shaffer's one-acts about sex, greed and self-deceit.
- White Liars, the opener, has been rewritten but remains derivative
- sentimentality about an old East European immigrant barely getting
- by as a fortune teller on the holiday coast of England. Black
- Comedy relies on the gimmick of pretending that lights are out
- when they are on, so people stumble about in unintended sexual
- tangles while the audience chortles from the superiority of
- being able to see. It's possible to beguile audiences while
- amusing oneself with a formal problem--Alan Ayckbourn does
- it all the time. But Ayckbourn remembers that comedy derives
- best from believable characters and situations that arouse empathy.
- However crowded Shaffer's stage, there's nobody home.
- </p>
- <p> Some major talent is squandered on this intermittently congenial
- exercise, and the biggest name, four-time Emmy winner Nancy
- Marchand (Lou Grant), very nearly redeems the event. In the
- first piece she is the pseudo seer, caked in makeup and swathed
- in fading Gypsy finery but maintaining an inner core of steely
- rage. Her climactic revelations, hokey on the page, sound torn
- from the depths of a great and dangerous soul. She has less
- to do in Black Comedy, but as a spinster liberated in the dark--literally--to indulge dreamy fantasies of booze and sex,
- she melds exquisite comic timing and gesture with spontaneous
- sweetness and joy.
- </p>
- <p> Unfortunately, the other star, film actor Peter MacNicol (Sophie's
- Choice), seems irredeemably phony. That results partly from
- the writing--he plays a big-time liar in the first piece,
- a sculptor equally duplicitous in work and love in the second--and partly from unconvincing accents and tatty wigs. The
- big problem is that MacNicol, normally deft and winsome, fails
- to muster charm. The plays see life through these men's eyes
- and effectively excuse their sins. MacNicol's romantic devastation
- in the opening piece suggests peevishness, not agony. His utter
- ruin in the second piece is so shallowly felt that it arouses
- far less sympathy than a traffic accident fleetingly glimpsed
- through a car window.
- </p>
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- </body>
- </article>
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