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review
"this day and age"
at long beach playhouse
long beach, ca
07 december 98
reviewed by
mark jonas
For years, there's been a listing blurb in Writer's
Market in which an established New York theatre producer elucidates
what he does not want in contemporary playscripts. His plaint is sharp
and amusing: "I do not want back-porch plays, disease-of-the-week
plays, father-son or mother-daughter work-it-all-out plays, plays
that are really TV or movie scripts, plays that are really 1920s or
1930s plays made 'modern' by modern language."
Damn if he hasn't described Nagle Jackson's "This Day and Age".
It's currently running at the Long Beach Playhouse, and while the
copyright date on this baby reads 1994, I swear Paul Osborn or Sy
Behrman coughed it up from the dead. It's a familiar tale of well-heeled
WASPs from back east, a story of New York privilege and sophistication
with nothing of the real New York in sight. In short, just the kind
of polite "east coast" play of thoughtful, mild disagreement
that fricassees west coast theatre critics. (Ironically, Jackson's
plays have premiered mostly in Ashland and Denver.)
Call "This Day and Age" the Connecticut "Cherry Orchard",
with a twist. Well-heeled widow Marjorie (Sam Dawson) has to deal
with a son (Steven Wieber) and a daughter (Diane Taveau) who vow to
move back into the nest on the same day, bringing their spouses (Sandra
Rae Eberhardt and, on this night, understudy David Allen) along for
the gambit. They'll play on Mom's sympathy, run home wounded and extend
their childhood while defraying the stress of the real world. But
here's the twist: Marjorie has decided to sell the ol' orchard and
move on.
Unfortunately, only witty banter ensues. Most of it emanates from
Dawson, who nails a richly written role; she's a South Coast Repertory
Professional Conservatory graduate who far outdistances the rest of
the cast. Director Beverly Redman does a commendable job with Jackson's
three-act (Paul Osborn!) structure, especially considering that the
whole second act could be cut with minimal damage. The script has
laughs, and brains, but it's far too long and its confessions far
too safe. This is the kind of play you forget immediately at curtain,
and the actors and director can't be blamed.
Outside, the Long Beach Playhouse is getting a new facade. And inside,
"This Day and Age" is apparently its idea of "new"
and "exciting" programming. Have no fear, "The Mousetrap"
goes up next month. In the meantime, enjoy this embalmed corpse of
three-act American naturalism, clad in a stylish new outfit.
Fri-Sun thru Dec. 12 at the Long Beach Playhouse,
5021 E. Anaheim St., Long Beach. 562.494.1616.
t2k
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