Up Next: Pennsylvania Shakespeare Festival 2023 by Gregory Isaac

I’ve had a bevy of lovely opportunities since I rooted in Philly a few years back, but I’m especially geeked about this one: tomorrow I begin my first summer of work up at the Pennsylvania Shakespeare Festival. Located about an hour north of Philadelphia (at the campus of DeSales University), and established in 1992, it now employs more than 200 theatre artists each summer.

Productions of A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM and HENRY IV, PART 2 have already opened, with IN THE HEIGHTS, and THE COMPLETE WORKS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (ABRIDGED), opening soon.

I will be appearing in the two-show repertory at the heart of the summer season. this will be the 6th time I have worked on a production of THE TEMPEST, but the first time playing Antonio, Prospero’s duplicitous younger brother. And I’m really thrilled to finally be working on my first piece adapted from Jane Austen’s work, appearing as Colonel Brandon in SENSE & SENSIBILITY. The two-show repertory will be comprised of (mostly) the same cast of actors working on both shows at the same time, each opening just a week apart.

The two shows will begin public performances with THE TEMPEST on July 12th, with SENSE & SENSIBILITY opening the following week, and both running alternately until August 6th.

Our rehearsal process begins tomorrow, and I’m full of giddy, happy anxieties!
If you’re in Philadelphia (less than an hour!), or New York City (less than two hours!), or anywhere else in the region, come give us a look!

CALIBAN, PROSPERO & THE VOCABULARY OF ENSLAVEMENT by Gregory Isaac

Shakespeare was a racist.  How could he avoid it? He was a white, protestant, European male living at the end of the 16th century, during a rise in global colonization.  He was also a feminist and a progressive, and a humanist, and an advocate for minorities, and cross-dressing, and the conjugal affiliations of fairies and mules. I mean, right?

Myself as “Caliban” with Lawrence Pressman as “Prospero” in THE TEMPEST at Quintessence Theatre Group. Photo by Linda Johnson

Or maybe he was none of these things.  Maybe he was just a writer trying to write successful plays that made money and earned him a decent living, and he was willing to pander to the proclivities of his audience to achieve that end.  Or sometimes to subvert those same proclivities for the same purpose.  I don’t know.  I’ll probably never know. 

Either way, it must be admitted there are plenty of sticky, complicated bits inside that 400-year-old cannon.  Sometimes those complications are intentional.  Sometimes they are the awkward residue of 400-year-old social biases.  I can’t solve all those problems.  I probably can’t even solve one, but I’m going to ponder the problem of Caliban in THE TEMPEST here, anyway.  I’ve just completed a run as the character at Quintessence Theatre Group here in Philadelphia, so it’s been on my mind. 

Now, THE TEMPEST isn’t specifically about colonialism and slavery – it’s much more concerned with revenge and redemption – but it’s also not NOT about colonialism and slavery.  If you’re unfamiliar with the play, Prospero – our protagonist – is the ousted, former duke of Milan who, twelve years before, barely escaped with his life and his daughter on a tiny boat and was shipwrecked on an island in the Mediterranean Sea.  They then survive on that island with the generous aid of that island’s mostly magical, indigenous inhabitants until a boat full of his enemies happens to sail nearby.  Prospero then summons a magical tempest to shipwreck their boat and bring the lot ashore. 

But, wait, did I say the natives of the island give their “generous aid”?  Nope, nope, that ain’t exactly it, is it?  He finds Ariel, a supernatural sprite with impressive magical powers who is painfully spellbound in a tree, and “frees” him… so that in return, Ariel will become Prospero’s indentured servant, obligated to fulfill that office for an indefinite amount of time as Prospero sees fit.  Ariel and Prospero do seem to generally get along and like each other, so I guess,  that’s that.

But if Ariel serves contentedly, Caliban seethes with contempt.  Originally grateful for the neighbors on his island home, and eager to help in exchange for sugar water and the attentions of Prospero’s daughter Miranda, things go south when Caliban’s attentions for Miranda turn sexual.  But instead of simply banishing Caliban from their portion of the island, Prospero instead imprisons him in a rock cave near their camp, and forces him to continue his labors for their well-being; foraging for their food and fresh water and firewood, and any other task for which Caliban’s massive physical strength might seem useful.

And that, of course, is a form of colonialism and slavery. Prospero, indeed, refers to Caliban multiple times as “my slave.”  He and Miranda both do, and they attach negative modifiers to insult him and express their dislike of him.  And that’s the sticky part.  Insulting enslaved persons by way of their enslavement is “punching down” in a really big way.

Some 21st century theatre makers, in an effort to demonstrate more sensitivity, now make the choice to remove the words “slave” and “slavery” from their productions of THE TEMPEST.  Perhaps this is the correct choice.  Among the insults levied by Prospero and Miranda: “Poisonous Slave,” “most lying slave,” and “abhorred slave,” all of which they speak directly to Caliban during his first appearance of the play in Act One, Scene Two.

Now, I strongly advocate trying to address any language that uses otherness, or darkness, or (in this case) slavery as an equation for degradation or undesirability.  For example, during the act three “lover’s quarrel” in A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM, Lysander howls at Hermia, “Away, you Ethiope!” comparing her to a dark-skinned African as a way of declaring his disgust for her.  Implicit in the comment is that Ethiopians are lesser beings - and it’s presented as a joke.  Not okay.  So, yes, address that problem, and cut the line, or change the word!  (Hot tip: using “artichoke” still scans and probably has a better chance of actually being funny, anyway!)

Caliban’s portrayal in THE TEMPEST, though, is quite different.  His slavery is very real.  It’s literally what he is.  Your production can choose to lean into, or away from, how much he might deserve to be in his condition, but the fact of it is still undeniable.  Caliban is Prospero and Miranda’s indentured servant.  Their Enslaved Person.  Full Stop.

Further, it’s not just incidental background data, it is integral to Caliban’s entire subplot.  He will soon encounter Trinculo and Stephano wandering about the island (having also survived the shipwreck) and immediately enlist them in a plot to overthrow his slave master, Prospero, by murdering him and installing Stephano as the new master of the island.  So, yes, you can remove the word “slave” from the play, but you cannot remove the slavery. 

In total, Prospero and Miranda refer to Caliban as a “Slave” six different times in the play, and five of those are directly to Caliban.  If you want to go that route, six words aren’t hard to change or remove, right?  But consider that the script is also overflowing with other words and phrases which debase Caliban’s humanity and equate him to an lower order of animal. 

Caliban is called a “Monster” 44 times in the text, again with the word often paired with a more degrading modifier (shallow, scurvy, ridiculous, abominable, and more).  He is repeatedly referred to as a dog, then a fish, a moon-calf and a devil.  Even his mother is called his “dam” which is, at its core, an allusion to chickens laying eggs.  And the vast majority of these degrading terms are spoken directly to Caliban. 

Caliban’s actual name is spoken by the other characters nine times in the play, but only once when speaking directly to him, and that is only when Prospero is first ordering Caliban to come out of his hole in act one.  Caliban refers to himself by name on three different occasions.  Two of those self-referrals occur while he is in the presence of Stephano and Trinculo, so they, like Prospero, are certainly aware of what his name actually is, but neither character uses Caliban’s real name even once in the play, and keep in mind they share every moment of their stage time with him.   By contrast, Stephano and Trinculo refer to each other by given name 28 different times.

So, if the de-humanizing and derogatory language is inescapable, and the narrative fact of Caliban’s slavery is unavoidable, then stop and consider who we might be protecting by taking the word “slave” out of Prospero and Miranda’s mouths.  Is it to protect Caliban – and anyone who might feel a generational connection to his enslavement?  Or, does it protect the heroes of our story from shamefully expressing their own classism or racism? 

Thomas Jefferson, the man who wrote the words, “All men are created equal,” owned people.  He fathered children by an enslaved woman who he owned.  These are facts.  Yet, there are conservative elements of our society who are actively working to suppress, or white-wash, these facts.  If those efforts succeed, it only reinforces the propaganda suggesting that racism is not currently a problem in this country.  This is only one example.

So, how do you honor Caliban and the people he might resemble? By erasing a word and possibly obscuring his truth?  Or by allowing his master to speak the quiet part out loud?  By allowing Prospero to be complicated? By allowing the audience to consider that difficult truth? What if that’s what Shakespeare intended in the first place?  OR, maybe he didn’t intend it, but it’s just the complicated residue of his own inherent racism filtering into his text, and what if that in itself deserves to be examined?

Again, I am not suggesting that I know what the correct answer is.  The choice you might make will certainly be affected by multiple factors.  And Shakespeare’s plays are textured with so many truths - whether intentional or inherent - that it is often possible to explore them from any angle you might choose, or not at all.  At the least, take the time to weigh all the options, and make a fully informed choice, because someone later will ask you why, and they’ll be listening very carefully to your reply.

THE FINE ART OF THE POST-SHOW TALK-BACK by Gregory Isaac

Ok, the truth is – and I feel like I am in the minority on this point – I LIKE post-show talkbacks.  The magic of our particular medium is the live audience; the dialog that exists in the room between players and playgoers.  We often describe them as being the final, most important ingredient in the creative process, and I enjoy talkbacks as a natural extension of that.  They are both gratifying and instructive.

Why do many actors consider them a chore, or an unfulfilling obligation? Why are they often regarded as an awkward and tedious obligation? Well, that’s because many of them are!  Theatre companies add them to the performance schedule as a selling point, but they are rarely organized with any true intent.  No theme for the conversation is introduced.  The format of the event is ill-defined.  Actors are given no guidance on how to approach the interaction.

There are two primary guiding principles: A talk-back should feature as part of the “entertainment” package being offered to the audience, and it should ideally be a kind of conversation.

With that in mind, here are some ideas towards achieving that end:

1. Have a moderator! 
An ideal moderator has seen the production, is familiar with the play, perhaps is acquainted with the cast and crew, and can function as a conduit for the audience to address the actors, but ALSO as a representative for the actors to respond to the audience.  The best moderators will deftly act as a gentle filter for both sides of the conversation without making themselves the focus either way.  Company Dramaturgs are often the ideal person for this, but I’ve also seen great talkbacks where one of the actors in the cast had been asked to fill this role.

2. Have questions prepared!
Sometimes an audience is shy, and they need some icebreakers. Regardless, it’s quite useful for the moderator to be armed with three or four prepared questions to set the tone and get the conversation moving.  And these don’t need to be questions only for the actors! Interviewing the audience can spark great dialog as well. Giving both groups in the room a chance to participate is a great way to foster healthy conversation. (*You get bonus points for having a few different prepared questions for multiple talkbacks in the same run.)

3. Get the actors back out onstage quickly!
Change out of costume, dress, and get back on stage as quickly as you are able.  Everyone is sitting and waiting for you, and not only the audience, your fellow actors will be waiting, as well.   Keep in mind, the talk-back is part of the show, and forcing the audience to wait only mutes the energy and momentum you’ve earned to that point.  (*Once again, you get bonus points for polling the cast ahead of time, so the moderator will know exactly when everyone is present and can begin.)

4. Everybody Talks!
If an actor makes the effort to go out for a talkback, make sure that they get a chance to speak.  It’s deflating to be ignored.  Even if the audience becomes fixated on a single performer, the moderator and actors should be conscious of the opportunity to redistribute questions to everyone who is present.

5. Be brief!
Yes, when improvising answers to personal questions, it is easy for our introspection to ramble (I am certain guilty of this in life), but try to guard against it.  Most talk-backs are scheduled for no more than 15 to 20 minutes following a show, and that’s not a great deal of time.  So, be honest, be meaningful, but be concise.  It is also rarely necessary for multiple actors to weigh in with a different answer to the same question.  The VERY important result of this will be that more members of the audience will have time to ask their own questions.  Remember how uncomfortable it is to be cornered by that one guest at a party who talks over you, and monologues about their life without asking about you or giving you a chance to speak.

6. Go for the jokes!
Be silly! Be self-effacing! Poke fun at yourselves!  A spoonful of levity always puts everyone at ease, generates more conversation, and cements the audience’s fondness for the play, the theatre, and the actors themselves. All very useful things. 

7. There is nothing wrong with the cliché questions!
It’s fine if the audience asks you one of the old standbys – but the trick is not dwell long on the answer, either.  Think of them more as gateways to better questions.  In the same way that people who don’t know each other well initiate conversation by talking about the weather.  It’s a useful starting point that gets the ball rolling to deeper thoughts.   

8. Yes/And your compliments! 
Just like the clichés, (though perhaps slightly more welcome), the compliments-instead-of-questions are a fine opportunity for the panelists to say thank you - and then - redirect the topic towards a related conversation point.  Especially if the redirect includes an effort to salute the work of creators who are NOT on stage with you, like directors, stage managers, designers, writers, or theatre staff.

9. Resist telling an audience what to think about the play – even if they ask
I admit, this is a personal belief, but nevertheless, my belief is this:  We have a responsibility as caretakers of the art, not to tell an audience how to think about the art.  As the artists involved, any statements we make about our own personal interpretation will carry a powerful weight of influence in the audiences’ personal interpretations.  This is not necessarily wrong, but consider that it might be in better service of the art to gently withhold that influence.  Remember too, that it may be difficult or impossible for you to speak for the intentions of the director, the playwright, or the designers.  Perhaps it is better to turn the question back around to the audience and ask them to offer their own answer.  That is, after all, the intended effect of playgoing itself. 

And that’s it! A shorthand guide to the eloquent etiquette of the talk-back experience. And no, it’s not an accident that every one of these rules perfectly applies to your next dinner party conversation as well - minus the need to fret about that spot of spinach lurking between your two front teeth. ;)

Photo by Linda Johnson

When Broadway Goes to the Oscars: Exploring a Rare, Shared History by Gregory Isaac

I am currently making my post-pandemic return to live, on-stage theatre in several supporting roles for The Lantern Theater’s production of A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS by Robert Bolt at the Plays & Players Theatre in Center City, Philadelphia.

A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS holds a rare distinction among plays and movies from the last 100 years.  It is one of just 4 works to win both a Tony Award for Best Play of the Year, and also an Oscar for Best Picture, taking the Tony in 1962, and the Oscar in 1966.  The Other three are, in order: MY FAIR LADY (Tony in 1957, Oscar in 1964), THE SOUND OF MUSIC (Tony in 1960, Oscar in 1965), and AMADEUS (Tony in 1981, Oscar in 1984).

It seems, at a glance, like it should have happened more than four times.  The mediums are certainly different, but the people who work in those mediums have, historically, done a fair amount of crossing over from one format to the other.  Especially when you consider that Hollywood is always looking for new source material, you might think that once a new play or musical had proven itself, that it would be ripe to repeat that success on the silver screen.  And yet, the Tony/Oscar crown has only been earned four times in the (currently) 95-year history of the Oscars.  Why is that?  It’s an interesting question.

To be fair, I must point out there are a few extenuating circumstances.  For one, the Oscars are older than the Tonys.  The first Oscar ceremony was in 1929.  Broadway didn’t catch on to marketing advantages of fancy awards shows until 1947.  Also, the Tony Awards are only for productions staged in New York City, and then only at a specific collection of venues now known collectively as The Broadway League.  You can’t win a Tony Award for a small production staged at a 100-Seat venue on NYC’s Upper East Side, let alone anything produced in somewhere like Chicago or Los Angeles – unless it later earns a Broadway transfer! For example, AUGUST: OSAGE COUNTY premiered at Steppenwolf Theatre in Chicago, but it was not eligible, for Tony Awards until it was moved to Broadway in New York.  Similarly, HAMILTON debuted Off-Broadway at the Public Theater in lower Manhattan, but was not eligible for Tony Awards until it transferred uptown to the Richard Rogers Theatre, a member of the afore mentioned Broadway League.  (It is also worth mentioning that the Oscars are designed to honor movies that are screened, specifically in the United States.  They don’t have to be made in the USA, but they must be screened here in some capacity.  However, as Hollywood is the world’s dominant filmmaking center, the Oscar’s scope is somewhat more universal.)

The Tony to Oscar thing is really good trivia, but its rare occurrence may also be a useful lens (please, pardon the pun) to consider how the two mediums are different, and how they are similar. With that thought, I decided to peep through the 95-year Oscar history to see how many other Best Picture winners had begun life as a stage play or musical. It has happened 13 times, including our 4 Tony/Oscar winners.  Here is the full list:

GRAND HOTEL – play in 1930, Oscar Winner 1932
CAVALCADE – play in 1931, Oscar Winner 1933
YOU CAN’T TAKE IT WITH YOU – play in 1936, Oscar Winner 1938
HAMLET – Play in 1600(ish), Oscar Winner 1948
WEST SIDE STORY – Musical 1958, Oscar Winner 1961
MY FAIR LADY – Tony Award Best Musical 1957, Oscar Winner 1964
THE SOUND OF MUSIC – Tony Award Best Musical 1960, Oscar Winner 1965
A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS – Tony Award Best Play 1962, Oscar Winner 1966
OLIVER! – Musical 1960, Oscar Winner 1968
ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOO’S NEST – Play in 1963, Oscar Winner 1975
AMADEUS – Tony Award Best Play 1981, Oscar Winner 1984
DRIVING MISS DAISY – Play in 1987, Oscar Winner 1989
CHICAGO – Musical 1975*, Oscar Winner 2002

Four of those films were produced before the Tony Awards existed.  Only five of them are musicals.  Two of the plays have a heavy musical element; what we often refer to as “Plays with Music”.  Two of the plays won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama, but neither of those plays were eligible for Tony Awards. Five of the plays originated in England, and that includes two of our double winners.  One is a movie, based on a musical, that was based on a play.  Two were derived from Shakespeare.

For the purposes of my musings, I’m going to break them down into three basic groups:

1. THE PRE-TONY WINNERS:
GRAND HOTEL, CAVALCADE, YOU CAN’T TAKE IT WITH YOU, HAMLET

THE JAZZ SINGER – the first “talkie” – premiered in 1927.  Movies that previously could subsist on purely visual storytelling, physical drama, and slapstick comedy now needed real scripts. On the one hand, that’s a problem.  On the other hand, WOW, so many more possibilities for storytelling!  But you know, movie producers are capitalists, and they really, really don’t want to put their money into risky projects.  They want sure things.  They need to make a profit.  It’s interesting how early Hollywood occasionally made connections to live theatre to try to solve those problems.

Ok, here’s a weird thing: GRAND HOTEL (1932) was a book, that was bought by a movie studio, who then used it to produce a play, and then used the play as a basis for the movie they really wanted to make all along.  Yup, MGM had the film rights to Vicki Baum’s novel, “Menschen im Hotel,” but they were not completely sure how to fit all of its interweaving narratives into a single film, so they decided to storyboard the thing by simply turning it into a big, expensive stage play to see how it might work.  (Here I am trying to imagine a time when people with a lot of money to create and tell stories considered live theatre a safer financial bet than wide release movie making.)  When the 1930 Broadway production of GRAND HOTEL proved a huge hit with audiences, the movie version got the green light.

The play leaned heavily on the spectacle of the hotel itself, building opulent, detailed sets.  The movie studio wanted to capitalize on the same device, bringing the lush, three-dimensional feel of the live stage play onto the movie screen.  To accomplish this, they devised completely new methods to set up and shoot in the studio, revolutionizing the way movies were made at the time.  (The sets, in fact, were so distinctive and remarkable that the MGM Grand Hotel was built as a detailed replica of the set designs from the movie.)

One of GRAND HOTEL’s other lasting affects on the movie industry was its strategy of casting not only one or two of its bankable “stars” in the movie, but five, along with several other notable faces, making it the first “All-Star” film.  Its payroll and production costs made it one of the most expensive films ever, but also one of the biggest box office hits.  (Hollywood still uses this strategy today, as anyone who has seen AVENGERS: ENDGAME (2019) can tell you.)

Notably, GRAND HOTEL remains the only Best Picture winner that was not nominated in any other category, though, to be fair, the Oscars were still young, and the nature of the categories was still evolving.

A year later, Fox Films exercised a similar research technique for its next film.  The source material for CAVALCADE (1933) was not a novel, but an original play written by Noel Coward that was already running in London to great acclaim.  Fox, spared the expense of adapting and staging their own live production, simply had to send a film crew to England to record a detailed archive of the live performance to use as a reference for their filmed version.

Coward is still most famous now for his frothy, witty British comedies, but CAVALCADE is of a different ilk.  It ventures to tell the story of the first third of the 20th century through the lives of one English family.  It also heavily incorporates popular music and songs from throughout those 30 years. It is not, however, a musical.  In the live theatre world, we instead refer to this as a “play with music.”  It’s a subtle distinction, but an important one.  For film, however, popular music quickly became an indispensable element of movie making, from the video montage, to simple underscoring for an important scene.  That music can be incidental, or a crucial part of the film’s affect.  Though CAVALCADE is not the origin of this device, it is part of what made Coward’s play a bankable gamble for Fox to adapt to the screen.  Sixty years later, another Oscar winner, FORREST GUMP (1994) would succeed using an identical formula, from its heavy use of familiar music, to its decades-spanning plot which weaves its protagonists into historical events.

CAVALCADE won three Oscars, for Picture, Director, and Art Direction, but, with apologies to Mr. Coward,  was not nominated for its screenplay.

YOU CAN’T TAKE IT WITH YOU (1938) is an interesting outlier.  First, because it is one of the very few comedies to ever win the Oscar for Best Picture.  Second, because it was the first of only two movies whose source material had previously won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama. That makes this our first example of a work to win a significant award for its iterations in both film and theatre. 

However, I must point out the Pulitzers are rather specifically an award for writing, not for the overall production of a play.  This is similar to winning the Oscar for Best Screenplay as opposed to winning for Best Picture.

Still, you’d think a play that wins a Pulitzer would be ripe for film adaptation, critical acclaim, and Oscar glory, yet still, it’s only happened twice.  At a glance, it does seem there have been more movies adapted from books that were previous winners of the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, yet in that category as well, only two went on to win the Oscar for Best Picture: GONE WITH THE WIND (1939) and ALL THE KING’S MEN (1949).

YOU CAN’T TAKE IT WITH YOU won only one other Oscar, for its director, Frank Capra, though it did have seven nominations, including one for Adapted Screenplay.

HAMLET (1948) is yet another outlier, but also a bridge, in a way.  The Tony Awards finally appeared in 1947.  So, this film would have been conceived before the Tonys, but was released afterwards.  It’s also the oldest source material for any Best Picture winner, Shakespeare having written HAMLET in about 1600 or 1601. 

The film won four Oscars, the most of any film that year, but I would say it was less a celebration of Shakespeare, and more a celebration of Laurence Olivier, who was the film’s adapter, producer, director and star.  Olivier, in fact, holds the rare distinction of having directed himself to a Best Actor Oscar, a feat only repeated once, by Roberto Benigni in LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL (1997).

Unlike Hollywood, the theater community was somewhat lukewarm towards the film.  Massive cuts were made to reduce the running time (the full play script can run 4 hours), and much was left behind.  Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, for example, are completely absent from the film.  Eileen Herlie, the actress cast to play Gertude, Hamlet’s mother, was 11 years younger than Olivier.  And Olivier even added an oversimplified, dumbed-down, opening narration to his film: “This is the tragedy… of a man… who could not… make up… his mind.”  Many eyes have rolled at that in the decades since.

But this is indicative of a big difference between live theatre and film.  Film makers want to make money.  Theatre makers simply hope not to lose money.  For films to make real money, they need to appeal to as broad an audience as is possible.  To accomplish that, a massive play like HAMLET must be trimmed and somewhat simplified.  Further, I believe the tangible energy of live performance is at least capable of carrying an audience through a performance lasting 3 hours or more in a way that is much harder to duplicate with a film on a screen.

Olivier’s film as a whole, though, is a rather extraordinary accomplishment, and Hollywood was certainly dazzled by all of the different hats Olivier wore during the project. But it occurs to me now that what he did was not unlike what many theatre-makers would do and have done for centuries.  Either due to limited resources, or, yes, massive ego, they take the whole thing on their shoulders – adapt, direct, perform, build the costumes, raise the money, sell the tickets – and power through until they taken care of all of it.  It’s nice to think of Hollywood honoring, in a way, the very essence of old school theatre work.

HAMLET won four Oscars in total, but – don’t tell Mr. Shakespeare – the screenplay did not even earn a nomination.  Only a few other movies created as a direct adaptation of Shakespeare’s play have received a sniff from the Oscars, but none have come close to winning a statue for Best Picture.  This is not true, however, of material simply based upon his work, as we will soon see.

2. THE MUSICAL DECADE:
WEST SIDE STORY, MY FAIR LADY, THE SOUND OF MUSIC, OLIVER!

The 1940s, 50s, and 60s are the golden age of American Musical Theater.  When OKLAHOMA! Debuted on stage in 1943, it completed an evolution of the form and firmly established Musicals as a deep and nuanced storytelling medium.  Hollywood soon came to see what they could make of them. They were not disappointed. Stage Musicals are, by their very design, larger than life and hyper-realistic. Dancing ensembles, colorful sets, dazzling costume changes. A kind of “widescreen” experience inside a live theatre. A natural fit for Hollywood movie-making.

It’s an entirely different question as to whether the existence of awards programs help to raise the level of the work being done by the community those awards are created to honor, but it is at least an interesting coincidence that the Tony Awards come in to existence in 1947 at roughly the same time as the rise of the American Musical Theater.  Two of these musicals would be the first to ever win both the Tony and the Oscar. 

These musicals were incredible creative accomplishments.  Their music become American standards on stage, on screen, and on the radio.  The stories they told were complex, layered, thoughtful, funny and tragic.  Three of the musicals that won Oscars in the 1960s drew their material from some of the greatest English-language writers in history: Shakespeare, George Bernard Shaw, Charles Dickens, and the fourth was a true-life story under the shadow of the Nazis and WWII.  The ticket-buying public eagerly consumed them.

Hollywood used a similar formula for each of these four films: Make the movie kinda like the stage show, but make it BIGGER.  The primary condition of live theatre is that however you stage it, and whatever happens, it has to happen inside the room of the theatre itself.  Even very large rooms, are still very finite spaces.  A movie camera, however, can go anywhere, and you can fit so many more things inside its vision.  That scope had widened even more by 1960, not just in conceptual vision, but in actual, physical size.  HAMLET was shot, in 1948 on 35mm film stock, and the aspect ratio of the screen was 1.37 to 1.  By the 1960s, they were shooting the biggest movies in 70mm, with a widescreen ratio of 2.20 to 1.  Even the projection screens in the theaters themselves were bigger.  Imagine the effect on the moviegoer.

Something not everybody understands about WEST SIDE STORY (1961) is that it is a capital D, Dance-first musical.  Jerome Robbins directed and choreographed the original Broadway production and conceived it as a kind of street ballet.  It was an almost secondary fact that Leonard Bernstein was hired to write the music, young Steven Sondheim to write the lyrics, Arthur Laurents to write the book (“book” is the term for the dialog script of a musical), after a plot devised by William Shakespeare.  No, for Robbins, the primary focus was the dance.

This, in fact, is a reason that WEST SIDE STORY did not win the Tony Award in 1958.  The heavy focus on Robbins’ choreography earned the production much respect, but it lost out to THE MUSIC MAN, which had a thinner plot, a jovial score, and a format that depended heavily on the personality and performance of its two leads to carry an audience along, a trait that Broadway and it’s audiences deeply responds to.

Conversely, I think this is exactly what makes WEST SIDE STORY so successful as a film.  They shot on location in New York City.  The used widescreen, 70mm film stock.  They filled the camera with dancing bodies, and as a result the film pulses with energy.  The dance hall scene at the center of the film is an easy cross-section of it’s power (and no small reason why two different actress in film history have now won Oscars for their work as Anita).

A year later THE MUSIC MAN (1962) was also adapted for film, but instead of enhancing its power, the effect is distilled.  The effect of the lead actors is diminished when they are not busting it out live onstage in front of you, and you have more time to notice the thin and airy plot.  It is telling that WEST SIDE STORY just recently got a big screen revival, and at the same time, THE MUSIC MAN was also being revived, but back on Broadway, with Hugh Jackman and Sutton Foster, two big personality stars, on the marquee to carry the show.

The original Broadway production of WEST SIDE STORY in 1958 won two Tonys, for choreography and scenic design.  The 1961 film won ten Oscars.

MY FAIR LADY (1964) was the first ever Oscar winner to have also won the Tony Award.  The scope of the storytelling is a little smaller, but the movie can thank the source material for its source material offers two compelling lead characters, and one of the best play scripts ever written.

George Bernard Shaw’s play, PYGMALION debuted in 1913 and was an immediate success.  The play was adapted to a movie of the same name in 1938, which was also a major success, staring Leslie Howard and Wendy Hiller. In fact, the 1938 movie was nominated for a Best Picture Oscar that year, but lost out, you may remember, to YOU CAN’T TAKE IT WITH YOU.  (Small world, right?)  However, Shaw was still alive at the time and helped to adapt his script for the screen.  That screenplay was nominated for an Oscar, and won! So, yes, friends, George Bernard Shaw was an Oscar winner.

When MY FAIR LADY was written, Lerner and Lowe, simply transplanted Shaw’s play into their musical, more or less in its entirety.  They made only a few minor text changes, and then of course added the songs, which were all original creations for the show.  The most significant difference between play and musical is that the musical is a love story, and the play is very much not, but by 1957, Shaw was dead and could no longer object to his material being altered in this way.

So, the musical had a thoroughly proven script.  It had an incredible musical score.  It had the opportunity for costume drama spectacle, and it had two proven stars…. Ah, yes, about that last bit…  Rex Harrison, who had created the role of Higgins on stage, already had movie box office clout.  His stage co-star did not.  Because in 1964, even though her Eliza Doolittle had caused ripples in the theatre world as an emerging talent, she had never been in a single Hollywood film.  So young Julie Andrews – yes, THE Julie Andrews – was replaced as Eliza for the film by Audrey Hepburn, a proven, Hollywood box office draw.

It did, though work out just fine for everyone.  MY FAIR LADY won the 1964 Oscar for Best Picture, Best Director, Best Costumes, and Best Cinematography.  Rex Harrison won for Best Actor and Julie Andrews won for Best Actress – but for her work in MARY POPPINS, which also released in 1964.  Audrey Hepburn had not even been nominated as it had leaked that all of her singing in the movie had been dubbed by Marni Nixon, another actress.

On Broadway, MY FAIR LADY won 6 Tony Awards in 1957.  The Film took home 8 Oscars.  Notably, Shaw’s script was once again nominated for an Oscar, but this time lost to BECKETT, another play that had been adapted for the screen.

THE SOUND OF MUSIC (1965) the following year, once again bridged all the gaps, becoming the second movie to have won the Oscar and the Tony.  It is the only one of these four Oscar winning musicals not to be based on an existing literary classic, but instead on the true story of the Von Trapp family and their escape from Austria and the Nazis at the beginning of WWII.

Despite what may seem like weighty subject matter, the original musical, in 1960, took a fair amount of criticism for being too simple and too sweet.  It was, perhaps, an unavoidable consequence of having an army of Von Trapp children singing onstage for much of the show’s run time. (This is not entirely unlike the beef a lot of fans had with RETURN OF THE JEDI (1983) when it spent most of its second half foisting cute, cuddly Ewoks on its viewers.)

Like WEST SIDE STORY, 20th Century Fox took their filming on location, in this case all the way to Austria, and a good portion of the film was shot there, also in 70mm.  There is something about the transfer to film, and the widening scope of the camera’s storytelling that grounds the film in a tangible way and goes a long way towards tempering the sweetening effect of the Von Trapp children.  The Nazi threat which looms over the family in the final act is also more immediate.  They are even able to create a real chase scene for fleeing family which, in a live stage production, could be only muted or suggested.

Most of all, though, the film has Julie Andrews.  There is some irony that now, a year later, it was Julie Andrews who had an Oscar and great clout in Hollywood, and was therefore tapped to replace the person who had created  the role of Maria on stage, in this case Mary Martin. But, Andrews gives a generational performance in every way, (much as Judy Garland did in THE WIZARD OF OZ 25 years earlier).  Christopher Plummer is no slouch either, bringing gravitas and a touch of Mr. Darcy as Captain Von Trapp, father of the family.

The Original Broadway production of THE SOUND OF MUSIC in 1960 won 5 Tonys, including Best Musical.  The film won 5 Oscars.  Though Mary Martin had won the Tony Award for Best Actress for her Maria in 1960, Julie Andrews did not win another Oscar here for her work.  That award, instead went to Julie Christie for her work in DARLING, which I’m sure made a strong impression at the time, but is somewhat forgotten, now.  THE SOUND OF MUSIC remains one of the most commercially successful films of all time.

I don’t know if OLIVER! (1968) was truly the most deserving winner, but it did utilize that effective movie musical formula that was now rather clearly established: Widescreen storytelling, large cast production numbers, and it’s source material was the 1838 novel, “Oliver Twist,” by literary titan, Charles Dickens.

The original stage musical benefits from a truly extraordinary musical score by Lionel Bart, and a fun anti-hero in the character of Fagin, but Fagin does not appear until deep into the first act, the central character is a cypher-like 10-year-old boy, and the story is both episodic and built on heavy coincidences.  (“Oliver Twist” is a fine novel, but perhaps not Dickens’ best.)

The stage version originated in London where it was a hit.  It then came first to the United States as a touring production.  By the time it landed on Broadway, the steam behind it was somewhat diminished, and though it was nominated for the Tony award, it did not win, losing out instead to A FUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE FORUM.  Lionel Bart did win the Tony for his superior musical score, and the show also won for its scenic design.

It is telling that in addition to the Oscar for Best Picture, it also won (again) for best score, and for Best Art Direction (the film equivalent of scenic design).  The Academy presented a special non-competitive Oscar at that year’s ceremony to Onna White for her choreography in the film, one of the rare times the academy has chosen to recognize that discipline.  Carol Reed won the award for Best Direction.

Although the film was clearly admired as a massive and successful technical undertaking, there were also plenty of signs that Hollywood was perhaps ready to move on from its decade-long foray into prestige musicals.  Indeed, that same year, 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY debuted in theaters.  It was not nominated for Best Picture, but it was a clear sign of what was soon to come.  It would be 34 years until another movie musical would win the award for Best Picture.  (One random note: 2001 did win Stanley Kubrick an Oscar that year for his innovative special effects, but that was the only Oscar that Kubrick would ever win.)

3. THE ANTI-BLOCKBUSTER, ACTOR SHOWCASES:
ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOOS NEST, AMADEUS, DRIVING MISS DAISY

Two very significant changes occurred in the movie industry in the late 60s and then mid 70s. First, in 1968, the Hays Code, a list of self-imposed Hollywood censorship guidelines, which had sanitized plots and content for decades, was finally cast aside. Hollywood was free to film grittier, more challenging stories, and they dove right in.

OLIVER! was the first best picture winner to debut under the new MPAA rating system, still in use today. It remains the only Best Picture winner with a “G” rating. The very next year, MIDNIGHT COWBOY (1969) won the best picture award with a “X” rating, also the only picture ever to win with that rating. As I said, the musical decade was very much over.

The second thing that happened was the debut of JAWS in 1975, and the rise of special effects heavy, wide appeal, “blockbuster” movies.

These developments created a divide in the industry. On the one hand, the “art” of filmmaking, on the other, entertainment fodder for pop culture. In my opinion, both of these things are valid and valuable. I love THE SOUND OF METAL (2020) just as much as AVENGERS: ENDGAME (2019), if in different ways and for different reasons. But there is no doubt that the Oscars have heavily favored what they perceive as the former when it comes to doling out their awards.

Something else is interesting about this change in the industry: in the first 40 years of the Oscars, 9 plays had been adapted for film and won best picture. In the 50+ years since the end of the Hays Code, it has only happened three times - plus a fourth which I consider an outlier and will bring up a bit later.

The first of these three was ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOO’S NEST (1975). In 1963, Kirk Douglas starred in the original Broadway production of the play. It ran for only 82 performances and received no Tony nominations. But this was 1963. The happy American glaze of the 1950s was not yet gone. Music and musicals dominated Broadway. The dystopian tone of the play was not yet welcome.

Kirk Douglas understood its potential as an actor showcase and purchase the film rights for himself hoping to convince a studio to turn it into a film. But ten years later he had failed to do so and turned the film rights over to his son, Michael. A lot had changed in America in ten years. America had failed in Vietnam and was about to pull out. President Nixon was about to be forced out of the White House because of corruption. Now the potential of a story about a man’s slow destruction inside an asylum seemed more bankable. Kirk Douglas was deemed too old, Jack Nicholson was cast instead, and the movie was a massive success.

In stark contrast to its absence at the 1963 Tonys, CUCKOO’S NEST was only the second movie in history to sweep all five of the “major” Oscar categories: Best Picture, Actor, Actress, Director, and Screenplay. (First accomplished by IT HAPPENED ONE NIGHT (1934), and only since repeated by THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS (1991)) In addition, one of the nominated movies it defeated for Best Picture was JAWS, illustrating Oscar’s philosophical line between artistic Hollywood and blockbuster Hollywood.

As it turns out, CUCKOO’S NEST exemplifies another industry sea-change as well. Buoyed largely by the reputation of the Movie, the play was revived on Broadway in 2001, and that year it finally won the Tony Award in the category of Best Revival. Intellectual property that once flowed from stage to screen now more often flows in the opposite direction.

AMADEUS (1984) may simply be a case of a script so brilliant it could not fail. It is the fourth, and still final, film ever to have won both the Tony and the Oscar for best work, earning the Tony in 1981.  AMADEUS was the crowning achievement of a long career for writer, Peter Shaffer, topping his previous success with his 1973 play, EQUUS (also a Tony winner for best play, and adapted to a movie that received several Oscar nominations).  AMADEUS was nominated for six Tony Awards and won five.  The film was nominated for eleven Oscars and won eight. Shaffer took home the prize at both ceremonies for his writing.

The plot’s conceit of a possibly murderous rivalry between Mozart and his lesser contemporary, Antonio Salieri is expertly crafted and has won awards or nominations for virtually every actor who has played Salieri, the lead role, including Ian McKellen for the original Broadway transfer from London, and F. Murray Abraham for the film.  Even McKellen himself later admitted that, “Salieri may be just one of those award-winning roles.”

With the backdrop of Mozart’s brilliant music, the trappings of a lush costume drama, and two lead characters in an actors’ showcase which magically translates nicely in both mediums, the material is golden in every way.

In a similar vein, DRIVING MISS DAISY (1989) scores in those two vital categories: a superior script, and two powerful lead performances. The stage version did not, originally, play on Broadway. In the late 80s, Broadway was once again dominated by commercially successful musicals. There was lower demand for low-spectacle, non-musical plays. At the same time, smaller, off-Broadway theaters had risen in prominence. Those, more intimate, lower-budget venues proved a more viable fit for a play with only three characters that largely took place with two of them sitting down together in a car.

Though bowing in an off-Broadway theater made it ineligible for the Tony awards, the script did win a Pulitzer Prize, and is only the second ever Best Picture winner to have done so. And like both CUCKOO’S NEST and AMADEUS, the stellar script and superior work earned its lead actors award nominations in every iteration.

When Jessica Tandy won her Oscar for the film, she became the oldest to ever win in the Best Actress category. Though he did not win, Morgan Freeman earned an Oscar nom for the role he originally created Off-Broadway.  Even Dan Ackroyd earned an Oscar nomination for Supporting Actor. And, of course, Alfred Uhry’s Pulitzer Prize winning script also won the Oscar for Best Adapted Screenplay.

The same year that DRIVING MISS DAISY debuted in movie theaters, three blockbuster, event films ruled the box office: Tim Burton’s BATMAN, Steve Spielberg’s third installment of INDIANA JONES, and LETHAL WEAPON 2.  None of course, were nominated for best picture.

THE MISFITS:
CHICAGO, and A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS 

CHICAGO (2002) is an interesting case. The Broadway musical debuted in 1975 and was nominated for a handful of Tony awards, but won none of them, as A CHORUS LINE instead dominated that year’s ceremony. However, the production was revived on Broadway in 1996, and that go-round won six Tony awards, including a statue for Best Revival. One could make a very valid argument that the 2002 film was really based more on that 1996 revival than on the 1975 original. This, in a way, makes CHICAGO the fifth production to win both the Tony and the Oscar. BUT, the category “Best Revival” is not the same as the award for “Best Musical”, as the latter is reserved only for new work. I encourage you to apply your asterisks where you will.

Regardless, the film was an undeniable success, winning an additional Oscar for Catherine Zeta-Jones in the same role that earned Bebe Neuwirth a Tony in the stage revival. The reputation of the revival certainly aided the film’s critical reception, and stars Zeta-Jones, Renee Zellweger, and Richard Gere were all lauded for doing their own dancing and singing for the film. But it’s also true there are few things the Oscars like to honor more than themselves, and it was easy to hold CHICAGO up as both a celebration of, and slick update to the storied movie musical from decades before.

The revival is still running on Broadway, 26 years later, and probably isn’t going anywhere any time soon.

Finally, now, we are back around to where I began, A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS.  I’ve saved it for last, as its most relevant to me now.

Robert Bolt was still relatively new to playwriting when he wrote A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS, though he had transitioned to writing a little later in his life. He had one earlier success in 1958, but the London debut of SEASONS in 1960 catapulted his career. More plays followed, but his predominant work thereafter was in Hollywood.

David Lean had been attempting to adapt T.E. Lawrence’s autobiographical novel “The Seven Pillars of Wisdom” for the screen for some time, but failed to find a writer who could satisfactorily craft it for film. After he saw A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS on stage in London, he brought the latest draft to Bolt and asked for help. Bolt completed a thorough rewrite, and the end result was LAWRENCE OF ARABIA (1962) starring Peter O’Toole. It remains one of the most successful and influential movies ever made, and won seven Oscars.

Soon after, he won his first Oscar for adapting the screenplay for DOCTOR ZHIVAGO (1965), winning out over the screenplay for MY FAIR LADY that same year. It only made sense for SEASONS, his previous achievement, to soon find its way to the screen.

As a student, Bolt had majored in history and held a particular affinity for Thomas More. That knowledge informed and elevated his text. The play also benefited from Paul Scofield’s work in the lead role as More.

Scofield had reprised the role when the production transferred from London to New York in 1961, and won the Tony award for Best Actor, as did the play itself.

The movie studio was hesitant to cast Scofield in the film. It was feared he did not have enough fame or box office power to draw audiences. Richard Burton was offered the role, but turned it down, and upon the insistence of director, Fred Zinnemann, Scofield was finally offered the role for the film. Both he and the film won Oscars, taking home six in total, as well as second win in a row for Bolt in the category of adapted screenplay.

There are several key differences between the movie and the play.  A key feature of the play is a narrator character who is referred to as “the Common Man”.  He introduces the play, offers connective exposition, and plays a handful of supporting characters, all with a subtle wink towards the audience.  The character is a very theatrical device, and it’s therefore understandable that he is completely absent from the film, and the supporting characters he played are divided among several different actors. 

Chapuys, the Spanish ambassador, a notable supporting character in the play, also failed to survive the adaptation to film.  This was most likely a decision to help trim the running time.  Bolt’s play employs a good deal of repetitive dialog, the same lines spoken by different characters in slightly different situations to drive home certain points and themes.  As Chapuys has a fair amount of those shared lines with Thomas Cromwell, the play’s main antagonist, his role is most easily subtracted.

But there is a cost to these subtractions.  In my opinion, the other big difference between the play and the film is one of tone.  I think the play offers a lot more levity to its proceedings.  This is in no way meant to suggest that the film is diminished, just that it is different.  Both the Common Man and Chapuys bring moments of humor that are lost.  More himself comes off a bit drier in the film, in my opinion – although it was impossible for me to see Paul Scofield’s original performance in the stage play, so that drier tone may simply be the effect of his accomplished performance.  So, on the whole, I think it is fair to say that of the thirteen movie adaptations considered in this article, A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS is the one that changed the most from its stage version.  And yet the film retains the power of Bolt’s creation.

An interesting final note: Paul Scofield continued to work in film after his success in SEASONS, but he always prioritized his stage work.  In 1979, he created the role of Salieri in the original production of Peter Shaffer’s AMADEUS in London.  When the play transferred to New York, this time he declined the opportunity to reprise his work.  Ian McKellen then assumed the role, and as noted, won the Tony award for his efforts.  So, of the four best picture winners that also won the Tony award, both of the plays were first staged in London, and featured lead characters created by Paul Scofield.  Quite a legacy.

The Lantern Theater’s production of A MAN FOR ALL SEASONS will continue to play at the Plays & Players Theatre in Center City, Philadelphia through April 9th, 2022.

26.2 on 6.22 - A Solo Run Supporting Black Charities & The Arts by Gregory Isaac

Hi. It’s been a minute. And the world has definitely changed in the last few months. Being an actor is a goal that’s on the shelf. Learning to be an activist is where I’m at now. To that end, I’m hoping to exploit one of my personal pursuits to inspire you all to give where it counts.

THE WHAT:
I’m running a marathon for my birthday, and I’m asking you to donate just $26.20 to the Charity/Activist Organization of your choice. Yes, I’m dangling the twin carrots of “birthday & marathon” as emotional blackmail to get you to make a small donation to charity.  But I’m doing the hard work – I’m running a marathon.  All you have to do is click your mouse. J

THE WHY:
When I originally conceived this idea a few months ago, my charitable notions were affected by the pandemic, and I imagined raising money for the Theatre Philadelphia Emergency Relief Fund to support theatre artists affected by the Covid-19 shutdown.  The fight against racial injustice and the desperate need for drastic police reform has correctly supplanted my original focus.  There are many organization pursuing these goals that are worthy of your support.  They are large and small, national and local. 

I have friends across the U.S. and around the globe, so rather than ask for donations to one, specific group, I’m asking you to pick one of your own, near you, and make just a $26.20 donation in honor of my birthday marathon run.  I will start you all off with a combined $262 donation to several different organizations.  If me running a marathon on my birthday helps persuade you, then so be it. Please donate.

THE RUN:
A solo, self-supported marathon somewhere in the woods north of Philadelphia. Not everyone realizes this, but a marathon is not an event, it is a distance, like foot, or a mile, or a light-year. It is exactly 26.2 miles, or 42.195 kilometres.  The goal is to cover that distance.

Many of you know, this will not be my first marathon.  In fact it will be my 40th (though, yes, some of those events were much longer than a marathon). It will, though, be my first marathon in seven years.  It will also be the first I’ve run without the aid and structure of a race event. Just me, on a trail, hauling my own nutrition until I complete the distance.

I had a number of frustrating set-backs during my training cycle.  I had to re-imagine my build-up strategy more than once as I progressed.  It’s going to be a tough day, and I don’t expect my results to be very glitzy, but I am prepared to keep moving forward until I have completed my task.  (As I once proclaimed on a self-decorated race T-shirt, “I Am Not Talented, But I Am Stubborn.”) The marathon is often used as an apt metaphor.  I think the metaphor still holds.

I’d like to keep an informal tally of donations inspired by this effort.  My Instagram page will be the prime online home for this effort. If you donate, please with me there and leave me a message, or drop a comment on this blog post below.

IG = @gtiruns)

I never relish overt self-promotion, but if any of this convinces a few of you to seek out a charity addressing the needs of our current moment and to make a donation, then this will have been worth it. Much love,
-G.

And if you need a few worthy suggestions on organizations to donate to, here is an excellent list to start with:

Black Lives Matter (either national, or local chapters)
Pennsylvania Prison Society (Or your local organization fighting for prison reform)
The George Floyd Memorial Fund
The Black Trans Femmes in the Arts Collective
Campaign Zero, (dedicated to police reform)
The NAACP’s Legal Defense and Educational Fund
The ACLU
The Loveland Foundation (supporting Black women and girls seeking mental health support)
The Southern Poverty Law Center
Theatre Philadelphia Emergency Relief Fund

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Burns on the Side: A Hirsute Chronicle by Gregory Isaac

I recently had the opportunity to try my hand at an iconic role. The Walnut Street Theatre, here in Philadelphia, annually produces Charles Dickens’ A CHRISTMAS CAROL for student and family audiences on their main stage, and they offered me my first try at playing the old miser himself, Ebeneezer Scrooge.

I’m still a tad on the young side of life for a proper Scrooge, but I went through a daily course of skin aging, and hair whitening makeup application to achieve a more traditional look.

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But one element of my Scroogian style was not artificial: I grew my own sideburns.

I frequently change my hair and beard styles to suit whichever role I happen to be playing at the time. Enacting an outward, physical transformation is part of the fun of the work for me. I rarely even give it much of a second thought. I forget that other people I encounter in my life WILL notice these changes and have a response to them. But I’ve rarely experienced the many and varying responses that came my way this November and December thanks to my sideburns. So, I started cataloging the mentions and comparisons I heard from both friends and strangers.

So here is the informal list, in no particular order…

WOLVERINE

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This was BY FAR the most common thing I heard: “Hey, you know who you look like? Wolverine!” Friends at my day job said it. People passing by on the street said it. The guy who sold me a pair of socks at H&M one day said it. And I confess, the predictability of the common observation got a little tiring for me. At least it did until I pulled up a few photos like this
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And I started to think, “Are they secretly telling me I look like HUGH JACKMAN?? Because I think I’m pretty ok fine with that idea.

But then, looking at handsome, matinee idol, Hugh Jackman as a dreamboat, lip-pursing Wolverine gave me a very different thought. That being the thought of a very geeky 13-year-old Greg, who spend an inordinate amount of time (and money) reading superhero comic books in his room on random Saturday afternoons, when, outside of a few like-minded friends, NOBODY in the general populace would have known why Wolverine was cool, or why he was, by far, the greatest x-man, or why any superhero would have occasion or cause to grow an epic pair of sideburns on his face in the first place (let alone why the hair on top of his head seemed to grow into a wing-ear shape, and AND, why that made him an even bigger badass, and totally not stupid or silly at all.) Now, of course, thanks to Mr. Jackman, Wolverine is a Hollywood icon.

The Wolverine of my youth, though, looked a lot more like these sketches posted below (thanks to artists like Barry Windsor Smith and Marc Silvestri). Trust me, if you were a certain kind of nerdy, pre-teen kid growing up in the ‘80s, this ugly little Canadian furball was the biggest, coolest beserk of them all, and he was always the best there was at what he did, even if what he did wasn’t very nice.

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NEIL YOUNG

This one came from a customer at the store one afternoon, and it happened as one of Young’s songs was playing over the speakers from the store’s music for the day. (The soundtrack at a Trader Joe’s can be delightfully eclectic.) Here are some random facts about Neil Young:
1. His middle name is Percival.
2. Neil is canadian, but his mother, named Edna Blow Ragland “Rassy” Young, was a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution, meaning she could trace her lineage directly back to individuals involved in the American Revolution.
3. Kurt Cobain’s suicide note quoted Young’s song, “My My, Hey Hey,” writing, “It’s better to burn out than to fade away.”
4. Neil loves model trains and became a part owner of the toy brand Lionel Trains in the early 1990s

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5. Finally, though I’ve never been a particular fan of Neil Young, but I do know his music, and for various reasons, “LONG MAY YOU RUN” has always been a favorite of mine. That song was the title track of the only duo album Young made with his former CSNY band-mate, Stephen Stills, but ironically, the title was not prophetic: A tour was announced to promote the album, but after only 9 tour dates, Young abandoned the tour, and his partner. Young informed Stills of his departure by telegram: “Dear Stephen, funny how things that start spontaneously end that way. Eat a peach. Neil.”
(P.S. I am relatively certain it is only a coincidence that both Neil Young and Wolverine are Canadians with famous sideburns.)

STARBUCK from MOBY DICK

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This was from a friend who surprised me with his literary acumen. And shame on me for underestimating one of my friends ever again.

I did try to read MOBY DICK once, and I got a full 80 or so pages in before I politely let myself get distracted by other mental exercises. Shortly after taking that intermission from the text, a fellow I knew at the time extolled his love for the book and tried to entice me to return to its pages by proclaiming Melville’s genius, and offering, as example, the one full, complete chapter in the novel wherein the narrator does nothing but list all the vast varieties of whales that had ever been recorded in the history of time, how they were hunted and what they were used for. His reverent recollection did not have, upon me, the desired affect.

My friend Chris did, however, not only remember the character, Starbuck, one of the Pequod’s crew, but also that Melville had described Starbuck as having long, thick sideburns. (Not unlike the way Leo Genn wore his ‘burns when he played Starbuck in the 1956 film version starring Gregory Peck, pictured, right.) I for one, am glad to have a friend like Chris, who not only respects good sideburns, but also may hold the virtues of MOBY DICK in his iron-jawed memory so that I don’t have to.

A STAGECOACH DRIVER

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Right, so this one was actually even more specific than that. The full description from one of my day-job co-workers went thusly: “You look like a grumpy stagecoach driver from the early nineteen-hundreds who is beginning to lose out on work because of all the new-fangled ‘horseless carriages’ that are showing up on the road.” Yep, he went into that much detail. And how could I not include an observation so thick with imagination on this here list. Because even though I’ve rarely spent any time around horses, and I’ve never been on a stagecoach before, I DID have an epic pair of mutton chop side burns, and I HAVE, on occasion, been more than grumpy at the way other people choose to operate their horseless carriages. So, yes.

Besides I did a quick image search and I did find this one sketch image that seems to justify my co-worker’s notion. (Rocco. My co-worker’s name is Rocco.) Though to be completely fair, I can’t tell if that stagecoach driver is being depicted with long, hairy sideburns, or if the artist was simply a little heavy-handed with his shading pencil in an attempt to show how gaunt and hungry the poor man has become since losing all that work to the Model T’s hogging his roadways.

SCROOGE!

Finally, a great many folks immediately identified my sideburns as “Dickensian,” and many of those people also guessed that I must be playing Ebeneezer Scrooge. Though, let’s be honest, I am an actor, it was Christmas time, and A CHRISTMAS CAROL is only one of the most famous stories in the history of the English Language. (I have friends in non-English speaking countries who knew the story of CAROL even though they said they’d never heard of Charles Dickens.) SO, to guess I might be playing Scrooge under those circumstances is about as remarkable as correctly guessing that the pope is catholic.

However, in the history of A CHRISTMAS CAROL on film (or tape, or digital), mutton chop sideburns have been far from required:

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George C. Scott, was picking up what I was putting down, but Alistair Sim, the first on-screen Scrooge, was burns-less. Michael Caine offered a “sim”-ilar look during the Muppet Christmas Carol movie, and Patrick Stewart, the peterbald cat of RSC graduates, performed, as always, with virtually no hair at all.

AND LAST, A BURN TOO FAR…

Before I conclude, I am forced to admit, there were some references I’m palpably disappointed not to have heard. There are a wealth of men with noteable sideburns in the history of our great, blue orb, especially now that we have survived both the 19th century, AND the 1970s.

How could I have heard shout outs for Young, but not for the King?

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How could I have heard for Melville, but not for Puskin?

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And lastly, how could the Dickensians have gotten so much love, while our eighth president, Martin Van Buren, received nary a wisker… uh… whisper?

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Perhaps these and other great mysteries shall be revisited once again, next year, during Christmas Burns Season. Until then, my friends!

(btw, Here is where you’ll find my source for facts about Neil Young. They collected 70 of them on his 70th birthday.)

The UK Top 40 Pop Singles from the 1970s Era of Harold Pinter's BETRAYAL by Gregory Isaac

Early during the rehearsal process for our Lantern Theater production of Harold Pinter’s BETRAYAL, I spent one particular night falling into a fun click-hole of internet research. I like to include music in my preparation work whenever it is reasonably applicable, and as BETRAYAL is set during the 1970s and late 60s, it seemed like a good excuse to remind myself of all the great popular music of the era. Then I recalled that the Top 40 music charts of the time were not the same in Great Britain as they were in the United States, and since the play is about Londoners who spend most of their time in and around London. I felt some discovery exercises were in order. There would certainly be some overlap between the UK and US charts with plenty of familiar music, but there were bound to be new discoveries, and different titles topping off each year’s list. First I went searching for the rankings themselves, and then bounced back and forth from iTunes to YouTube seeking audio samples of the song titles I didn’t recognize.

David Bowie, “The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust, Side One, 1972 - Which is NOT one of the years I had to research for the play.

David Bowie, “The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust, Side One, 1972 - Which is NOT one of the years I had to research for the play.

Pinter’s play follows a unique structure, beginning at the “end” of the story in 1977, and then jumping successively backwards chronologically, a year or two at a time, with each new scene. There are nine scenes in all, and they occur in each of these years, listed as they appear in the show in reverse order: 1977, 1975, 1974, 1973, 1971, and 1968

It was a fun night of music exploration, and although I quickly nixed my original notion to purchase most of the top (or favorite) songs from each year (it was too expensive for too many songs), I did bookmark the website where I’d found the best, most accessible data about the UK singles charts.

Included below is a sampling of what I found, including top 5 lists and lots of YouTube links so you can hear (and see) the songs for yourself. Now, I am in no way a music expert - let alone an expert of 1970s music - so the lists and musings below are just a sample of my tangent-filled explorations, and frivolous impressions. (You’ve been warned.)

Anyway, here we go…..

1977:
Though I’m not offering these lists with any intentional connections to the themes or plot of BETRAYAL, Abba’s “Knowing Me, Knowing You” does seem apt at #1 for this year in connection with the events of the first two scenes of the play. U.S. Country & Western singers have a presence on this 1977 list (Kenny Rogers’ “Lucille” ranked highly at #14). Elvis Presley had a collection of singles in the top 100. David Soul had a huge hit album with singles up and down the UK’s top 100 that I’d never heard of before. There’s plenty of American MoTown. Plus, both The Sex Pistols AND The Muppets are in the top 100.

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The Top Five of 1977 were:
1. Abba - “Knowing Me, Knowing You”
2. David Soul - “Don’t Give Up on Us”
3. Elvis Presley - “Way Down”
4. Rod Stewart - “Don’t Want to Talk About It/First Cut Is The Deepest”
5. David Soul - “Silver Lady”
Also at #28 was Joe Tex with “Ain’t Gonna Bump No More”
and topping out at #60 was The Sex Pistols with the now iconic “God Save The Queen”

1975:
Country & Western again appears high up on the list, with Tammy Wynette at #5 with “Stand by Your Man” (And it totally fascinates me to see her song list directly below Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” at #4) Telly Savalas (!!!) is on the year end chart at number 16 with a song called “If” (and you really MUST watch this video he also made to go along with that song). Savalas came in just below David Bowie’s “Space Oddity” (#14), and beat out both John Lennon’s “Imagine” (#66), and KC and The Sunshine Band’s “That’s the way (I Like It)” (#57). (I consider “Imagine” to be one of the greatest songs ever written. I guess 1975 didn’t quite yet agree.) Both the Osmonds and the BeeGees have top singles lingering on this year’s list holding carryover appeal from previous year’s successes. But Holy Moley, that top five is an incredibly mixed bag of genres.

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The Top Five of 1975 were:
1. The Bay City Rollers - “Bye Bye Baby”
2. Rod Stewart - “Sailing”
3. Windsor Davies and Don Estelle - “Whispering Glass”
4. Queen - “Bohemian Rhapsody”
5. Tammy Wynette - “Stand By Your Man”
Also at #7 was David Essex with “Hold Me Close”
And at #13 was Roger Whittaker with “The Last Farewell”

1974:
’74 was a good year for the Osmond family, The Bay City Rollers, Gary Glitter and - yes - a group called The Wombles, who wore weird sports mascot style, full body character costumes and had FOUR hit singles on the year-end top 100, at #21, #28, #85, and #99. David Bowie was only at #96 with “Rebel Rebel”, and they were higher than Paul McCartney and Wings’ song “Band on the Run” which was only at #46.

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The Top Five of 1974 were:
1. David Essex - “Gonna Make you a Star”
2. The Three Degrees - “When Will I See You Again”
3. Charles Aznavour - “She”
4. George McCrae - “Rock Your Baby”
5. Terry Jacks - “Seasons in the Sun”
Also at #18 The New Seekers with “You Won’t Find Another Fool Like Me”
And there can never be enough Bowie, so here is his “Rebel Rebel” at #96

1973:
This was the year that David Bowie cemented his new identity as a superstar. His Ziggy Stardust album was released the year before, in 1972, and created such a fervor that a lot of material from his previous albums, was released and began to climb up the singles charts in 1973. He finished the year with 5 different songs on the top 100 chart even though he wouldn’t release another album of new material until the following year. HOWEVER, none of those songs reached the top 20 on the year-end list. Instead it’s Gary Glitter, who has 4 songs in the top 25 (all higher than Bowie’s best which was the rerelease of “Life On Mars” at #28). Gary Glitter is now best none for the omni-present sports stadium anthem, “Rock and Roll, Part 2” (sometimes known as the “Hey Song”). In case his stage name didn’t give it away, Gary Glitter was Glam Rock all the way, and as such, had little impact on the US charts, but I think there’s a lot of good fun tunes from him during this two year stretch, (BUT it’s probably worth pointing out that he’s spent most of the 21st century in various prisons for sex crimes against underage girls).
It’s also interesting to see that 3 of the top 5 songs of the year, are very safe, conservative, traditional hits, and it’s not hard to imagine that less liberal music buyers were feeling a need to push back against the newest wave of glam, and highly theatrical performers like Bowie, and The Sweet, and Gary Glitter, and Wizzard.

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The Top Five of 1973 were:
1. Dawn & Tony Orlando - “Tie a Yellow Ribbon”
2. Peters & Lee - “Welcome Home”
3. The Sweet - “Blockbuster”
4. Simon Park Orchestra - “Eye Level”
5. Wizzard - “See My Baby Jive”
Check out Gary Glitter at #6 with “I Love You Love Me”
and again at #15 with “Hello Hello I’m Back Again”
And because this will be my last chance to remind you that Bowie is king, this is his “The Jean Genie” at #40

1971:
Skimming the 1971 top 100 give me the impression of a pop music landscape that was still resetting itself after the official break-up of The Beatles and their final album release, “Let It Be'“ in 1970. On the ‘71 charts, John, Paul, George and Ringo all scored solo releases in the year-end top 100, with George’s being the highest ranked at #4. It seems as though a lot of familiar American music was there to fill the void that year, with plenty of Mo-Town on the chart (here’s Diana Ross with “I’m Still Waiting” at #8), along with James Taylor, Joan Baez, Carol King, Judy Collins, Elvis and Neil Diamond. Maybe the most notable UK tune at the top of the chart is Rod Stewart’s huge break-though as a solo artist. “Maggie May” off his Every Picture Tells a Story album, made him a star and a household name in the UK.

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The Top Five of 1971 were:
1. Dawn - “Knock Three Times”
2. Rod Stewart - “Maggie May/Reason to Believe”
3. T Rex - “Hot Love”
4. George Harrison - “My Sweet Lord”
5. Clive Dunn - “Grandad”
And here’s a favorite of mine, The Mixtures at #7 with “The Pushbike Song”

1968:
I can’t say exactly why, but this is the one year on the six I’m reviewing for BETRAYAL where the UK chart feels almost exactly like the US chart that I’m more familiar with. Perhaps this is because the Beatles were at the absolute peak of their commercial powers - their movie, “Yellow Submarine” was released in June ‘68 (though the soundtrack would not be released for sale until early 1969), and in November, The White Album hit record stores across the globe (If I HAD to pick one favorite song from the white album, I suppose it might be Harrison’s “While My Guitar Gently Weeps”). In wake of that, it seems the pathways between the US and UK music industries were wide open. The UK top 100 is filled with familiar songs. In addition to plenty of Beatles tunes, Satchmo himself is right at the top with his iconic rendition of “What a Wonderful World”, there’s some early Bee Gees (“I’ve Gotta Get a Message to You” at #12), The Rolling Stones (“Jumping Jack Flash” at #20), The Beach Boys (“Do It Again” at #23), Joe Cocker (with his epic cover of The Beatles’ “With a Little Help From My Friends” at #30), Simon & Garfunkel (“Mrs. Robinson” at #63), The Monkees (“Daydream Believer” at #67), Jimi Hendrix (“All Along the Watchtower” at #77), and even Mama Cass (at #94 with “Dream a Little Dream of Me).

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The Top Five of 1968 were:
1. Louis Armstrong - “What a Wonderful World/Cabaret”
2. Mary Hopkin - “Those Were the Days”
3. Des O’Connor - “I Pretend”
4. Hugo Montenegro - “The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly”
5. Union Gap - “Young Girl”
Also, here’s Bobby Goldsboro at #24 with “Honey”
And last (but certainly not least), here is the perfect title to close out this little backwards-to-forwards, BETRAYAL inspired deep dive into the Top UK singles of the late 60s and 70s, The Beatles with their #44 hit of 1968, “Hello Goodbye”

Thanks for playing along, kids.
BETRAYAL at the Lantern Theater continues only through February 17th. Come check us out.

(I drew all my data about the UK singles charts from this VERY useful site.)

BETRAYAL Reviews & Photos by Gregory Isaac

We’re just past the halfway point now of our six week run of Harold Pinter’s BETRAYAL at the Lantern Theater Company. Earlier this week we had our final scheduled post-show audience talkback. I’ve been really excited by the intelligent discourse initiated by our audiences, as inspired by the play.

The plot deals with a seven-year affair that Jerry (Jered McLenigan) has with Emma (Genevieve Perrier) despite the fact that her husband Robert (myself) is his best and oldest friend. (Ryan Hagan also has a delightful cameo as an Italian waiter in Act Two.) But Pinter doles out the plot of BETRAYAL in reverse chronological order, twisting Time and showing us the “end “ of the story at the beginning of the play and working backwards to show us the “beginning” in the final scene.

Gregory Isaac & Genevieve Perrier - Photo by Mark Garvin

Gregory Isaac & Genevieve Perrier - Photo by Mark Garvin

Our talk-back questions often began with this particular story-telling device, and an interesting observation emerged: Even though we learn how the story “ends” after the first two scenes of the play (the backwards time jumping first occurs before scene three), an audience can still only discover the full course of the story in real, forward time. As such, Pinter has ensured that in every scene, there is something new for the audience to learn about the narrative, sometimes by way of adding unexpected, new information, sometimes by finding surprising ways to subvert what the audience thinks they know already. I believe, at it’s heart, this is largely what BETRAYAL is about; exploring who knows what and when they know it, how they use that knowledge to hold power over others, and the lies they are willing to tell (or the truths they are willing to omit) to maintain that control. These revelations are spooled out gradually with each successive scene, and so the multi-layered discovery process - for the audience in real time, and for the characters in backward time - is very much part of the pleasure of watching the show.

The play is also populated by interesting characters who make a collection of very interesting choices - and not all of those characters are even seen onstage during the play. Judith is Jerry’s oft mentioned, but never seen wife. She is discussed directly or referred to in every scene of the play except the very last one. She is not only Jerry’s wife, but the mother of their two children, and has a full career as a medical doctor (in 1960s/70s England, no less!). She is clearly an impressive woman, and none of our talk-back audiences failed to bring her up. They openly wondered many things about her; her unseen exploits, wondering if and with whom she might be having affairs of her own, pondering if she really might have known all along about Jerry’s affair with Emma. I like to think that generating that much curiosity in a character we never even see is a strong endorsement for the show - or at least for the strength of Pinter’s writing.

(As a bit of side trivia: Pinter liked to send the first drafts of his plays to Samuel Beckett to get his thoughts and advice. After first responding to Pinter how much he liked the text, Beckett then followed up several weeks later to say, “I think of BETRAYAL. Strange poor present Judith throughout as if invisible watching it all.”)

The audiences’ curiosity was in no way limited to Judith. They frequently asks us why we thought our characters made the decisions they did, what we thought might have happened next, whether or not it was possible that some of the characters STILL hadn’t been entirely truthful about what they had done or when, and so on.

Genevieve Perrier & Jered McLenigan - Photo by Mark Garvin

Genevieve Perrier & Jered McLenigan - Photo by Mark Garvin

So each of those conversations proved to be extremely thoughtful and engaging, but honestly that dialog essentially exists during the performance every night. It’s a very satisfying play to perform, as Jered, Genevieve, Ryan and I navigate the revelations and omissions with each audience. Even Becca Smith, our stage manager, has said it’s the rare show that even she feels she must “perform” each night, feeling out the house’s responses and reactions and judging when to hold or execute certain cues from the booth (especially ends of scenes) in order to direct and give space for their discovery of the play each night.

A friend who saw the show recently asked afterwards what I thought was the message that Pinter wanted the audience to take away from the play. I honestly don’t know if I know the answer to that. Maybe there isn’t one. Maybe there is. I think it’s entirely possible that Pinter’s impetus to write was simply a personal examination of his own experiences, as he himself had a seven year affair with Joan Blackwell until only a few years before he wrote this play. But I think there is more in the fabric of the play than just that: A study of memory, the passage of time, and why we love the people we love, and perhaps the ways in which we are willing to compete in order to attain or retain them.

Suffice it to say, though this has been my first opportunity to work on one of Pinter’s plays, I hope the next opportunity comes around soon.
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I’ve realized lately that reviews are less and less important to me, but I do still read them, and the reviews we’ve received for this production have been largely very positive:

-Toby Zinman, writing for the Philadelphia Inquirer, described our production as “A subtle, powerful rendition of Harold Pinter’s delicious, sinister love triangle.”

Genevieve Perrier, Gregory Isaac & Jered McLenigan - Photo by Mark Garvin

Genevieve Perrier, Gregory Isaac & Jered McLenigan - Photo by Mark Garvin

-Howard Shapiro, for WHYY, wrote that the show, “comes off with a quiet passion; directed with precision; and performed with enormous reserve.” He says he once thought he never wanted to see the play again, but, “Lantern’s satisfying production makes me glad I did.”

-Rebecca Rendell, writing for Talkin’ Broadway, offered me a special shout out, writing that, “Isaac’s passionate stoicism is a thing of beauty and reason enough to see this production before it closes,” adding that the production is, “Frequently funny, consistently engaging, and marvelously enigmatic.”

And yes, we also got one review from a once notable reviewer which was so full of venom and snark that I could barely take it seriously. I offer it to you here with no shame whatsoever.

Our BETRAYAL will continue through February 17th, for 8 performances a week at the Lantern Theater Company here in Center City, Philadelphia. I hope you’ll get a chance to see it for yourself.

Acknowledgements and Gratitudes: The 2018 BARRYMORE AWARDS by Gregory Isaac

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Philadelphia Theatre’s annual Barrymore Awards were this past Monday night, and I was nominated in two categories, Outstanding Supporting Performance in a Play (for my performance as “Achilles” in IPHIGENIA AT AULIS with the Philadelphia Artists’ Collective), and for Outstanding Ensemble in a Play (along with my truly incredible cast mates in WAITING FOR GODOT at the Quintessence Theatre Group).

Although my (our) name(s) were not revealed in either of the “winners” envelopes, it still was a great honor to be included on the short list by the Barrymore committee.  It was the first time in my entire career that I have been individually nominated for an award of this type, and as such, it served as a clear reminder that, in our art form, there is rarely any such thing as an “individual” accomplishment. And since I didn’t have a chance to stand at the microphone and acknowledge that on Monday, I’m utilizing my tiny pulpit here instead…

Dan Hodge graciously invited me to be a part of the process for IPHIGENIA AT AULIS, and then fostered a lovely work environment for us to create and explore, granting us a great deal of trust and respect, and offered an open door for ideas at all times.

My scene partners, Adam Howard, and especially Becca Khalil and Tai Verley were rock stars, bringing depth and presence to their work every night.  I never had to manufacture any moment on stage with them, but just listen and respond with equal urgency to theirs.  The work felt easy and concise and real every time.  “Supporting” work should always be so well supported.

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Nathan Foley (who I was never even on stage with), Luke Moyer (whose time in the play ended every show before mine even began), and Peggy Smith and Stephanie Iozzia (our musical chorus) did the heavy lifting and set the tone, cutting through choppy waters and leaving a clean, smooth surface in their wake for myself, and the rest of us, to ski in.

Robin Shane dressed us in the sharpest maritime garb, and the USS Olympia was a perfect, real-life venue to play our scenes. Jenna Stelmok was our stern, benevolent shepherd of a stage manager, and PAC’s co-artistic director, Damon Bonetti offered gracious and attentive support from the very first contract offer in the spring of 2017, right up until this week at the Barrymore ceremony. To each of you, I am grateful and in your debt.

And I have no less gratitude for my WAITING FOR GODOT cast, either.  Quintessence Theatre Group has become my de-facto home base here in Philadelphia, and I was thrilled to be a little part of one of the many Barrymore nominations the company received this year. 

I said right from the very start of the process on GODOT that I was fully aware that I was very much the one in the room who was lucky to be there.  Johnnie Hobbs Jr. and Frank X, our “Didi” and “Gogo”, are two long-established titans of Philadelphia Theatre.  That’s true, as well, of our director Ken Marini, who has spent decades proving and re-proving his incredible talent.  And J. Hernandez, our “Lucky,” though only a couple of years newer to Philly than myself, is a formidable presence on any stage.  All four men received individual nominations for their superior work on WAITING FOR GODOT.

And then there was me, feeling a little out of place, but giddy just to be in the room and trying not to get in anyone’s way with my “Pozzo”. The best part for me was just watching all of those talented people being talented.  At least I can boast that I won nearly every game of checkers I played in the dressing room with our young, fifth ensemble member, Lyam David Kilker, who cameoed as the “Boy”, (and will soon be a Philadelphia star in his own right).

Finally, a personal shout out to Quintessence’s artistic director, Alexander Burns, without whom I probably wouldn’t be in Philadelphia in the first place, and I certainly would not be so gainfully employed.

I realized recently that next month it will be 25 years since I was expelled from the acting conservatory I was enrolled in out of high school.  The dean of that conservatory – in what I perceived as a clumsy attempt to make me cry at the occasion when I failed to show what he must have considered a more appropriate demonstration of devastation and loss – looked at me from across his desk and said, “Greg, it’s such a shame, too, because we really thought you were going to make it in this business.”

Well, I’m under no illusions that I have “made it”, and I freely admit that I have done things the hard way far, far more often than I can ever recommend to anyone else, but nevertheless: I’m still here.  And nights like Monday serve as an apt reminder of how lovely and humbling it is to be even a small part of a rich, deep, and very talented group of theatre artists.  I am grateful to all of you in IPHIGENIA, GODOT, Philadelphia, and beyond.  I hope there is much, much more to come.

HOPE & GRAVITY - Reviews and Photos by Gregory Isaac

Somehow, we're already entering our final weekend with HOPE & GRAVITY with 1812 Productions.  Time definitely flies when you're having fun!  It's been a really great process from start to finish and from on stage to back.

It's been a good while since I have worked on a piece with the playwright in the room with us, let alone one with the success and clout that Michael Hollinger has.  I can't say enough about the the amount of trust he gave us while he allowed us to work out his words in front of him every day.  He was gracious and lovely and supportive and patient.  No actor could ask for more.

I can also confirm, the rumors are true: Jennifer Childs is kind of a genius, kickass, director/human.  I learned a LOT from her in this process, and, as I told her on opening night, there is a great deal of her work in my work on this show.  I really don't know if I would have been able to find the right place for Hal and Peter without her help.

Plus, Suli, Jessica, Sean, David, Grace, Jess, Julia, Lindsay, and Tom BRING IT every night down there at the Plays & Players Theater on Delancey Street.  You've got 'til just this Sunday to come and see it before it's gone!

Here's a little bit of what they've been saying about us...

"Michael Hollinger’s title, Hope and Gravity, refers to elements in opposition: hope raises us up, gravity pulls us down. In his comedy, locally premiered by 1812 Productions, hope prevails — not only in the play’s themes but in Jennifer Childs’s entertaining production."
---Mark Cofta, Broad Street Review

"Producing artistic director and company cofounder Jennifer Childs directs a strong cast with broad strokes and high energy, nailing the laughs and most of the darker moments."
---Julia M. Klein, Philadelphia Inquirer

"There’s a thrill in chasing this plot — it’s always tantalizingly ahead of you — and finally nailing it. The thrill extends to witnessing five agile actors, some in dual roles, as they lay out this story that happens in the past, or sometimes in the future, yet also in the present."
---Howard Shapiro, WHYY

Gregory Isaac, David Ingram, Sean Close, and Jessica Johnson - Photo by Mark Garvin

Gregory Isaac, David Ingram, Sean Close, and Jessica Johnson - Photo by Mark Garvin

David Ingram, and Suli Holum - Photo by Mark Garvin

David Ingram, and Suli Holum - Photo by Mark Garvin

Suli Holum and Gregory Isaac - Photo by Mark Garvin

Suli Holum and Gregory Isaac - Photo by Mark Garvin

Modulating Absurdity: Attempting to Define the "Rules" of Samuel Beckett by Gregory Isaac

I’ll be honest: Beckett baffles me.

Not so much when I watch his plays. I can totally sit in a theatre and watch Beckett performed and glean meaning, pleasure, sadness, and depth. (Well, expect for ENDGAME. ENDGAME just straight-up baffles me.)  But on the whole, yeah, I can watch me some Beckett.

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Playwright Samuel Beckett

BUT:  As a person occasionally (partly) responsible for helping to create those experiences… there I’m afraid I’m at a loss.

Beckett, it is said, works best when you watch his plays without trying to dissect the elements of them; when you allow the sum of the pieces to wash over you as a whole. But when you’re an artist working on creating that whole, it’s your job to dissect the pieces - or at least YOUR piece - and therein awaits a certain abyss.

I’ve recently had the pleasure/dismay of gazing once again into that particular abyss while working on WAITING FOR GODOT at the Quintessence Theatre Group.  My piece to dissect: Pozzo, the narcissistic, slave-owning traveler, who interrupts and visits with the play’s two main characters, Didi and Gogo for a chunk of each act, accompanied by his “menial,” Lucky.

The “absurdist” genre that Beckett wrote in – though, yes, “defined” is possibly more accurate – is a space beyond the familiar rules of our daily existence.  He turns a rather fractured mirror back onto the world, such that if you stand close to the glass you would be able to recognize the gently broken image of yourself, but the larger room (or world) beyond you would be so distorted by the cracks and fissures, that its familiarity would be much harder to seize hold of.  All the pieces would still be there, but scattered and rearranged into something different.  And that distortion is, one assumes, the point.  Beckett  takes a familiar thing that we might take for granted, and sets that familiar thing in an unfamiliar place, which then makes it possible to evaluate all of it in a whole new way.

The principle is easy enough to grasp.  Putting it into practice, though, well…..

As "Pozzo" in WAITING FOR GODOT (photo by Shawn May)

As "Pozzo" in WAITING FOR GODOT (photo by Shawn May)

Pozzo, (being my current example), is presented in the text of GODOT with scant few details about his personal history or existence.  We first meet him at the “master” end of a long rope whose “servant” end is tied around Lucky’s neck.  Though Beckett provides great detail about the manner of their entrance - how they are tied, what they are wearing, what they are carrying - he provides no specifics about either man’s physical appearance, where they come from, or quite exactly where they are going.

Further, Pozzo then embarks upon a series of odd behaviors and assertions, which sometimes seem inspired by his exchanges with Didi and Gogo, and sometimes spool out almost randomly, in stream-of-consciousness-like fashion: His cruel treatment of Lucky, his claim that he owns the land Didi and Gogo are waiting upon, his inability to sit down without somehow being invited to do so by someone else, the fact that the objects in his pockets continue to disappear later in the scene, etc., etc., etc…

In short, Pozzo is not “normal”.  No matter how you choose to play it, he simply does odd things in odd ways, and I found it intimidating to consider how to make sense of it all; how to chart a set of choices for my performance.  Where exactly do you drop an anchor and pick a point to work outward from?

Frank X & Johnnie Hobbs Jr. in Quintessence Theatre Group's WAITING FOR GODOT

Frank X & Johnnie Hobbs Jr. in Quintessence Theatre Group's WAITING FOR GODOT

In the end, I made two decisions:
First, my job as the actor is to focus on the text I am given and to make as many decisions as possible based on the basic information contained therein.  I guess that seems a little obvious, but really, if the playwright is good, everything you really need should already be in the script.  I think that is very much the case with GODOT.

Second: Given the first supposition, I must then trust the director (in this case, Ken Marini) to make all of the larger thematic and aesthetic decisions for the production, including how exactly my character should fit into that.  I just don’t think it’s possible to see the whole effect of a Beckett play from within it.  I think that can only be done from the outside.  So that has to fall on the shoulders of a director, perhaps more so than with any other playwright I’ve worked on.

(Theatre is often described as an actor’s medium, meaning that the actors have a great deal of control over the audience’s experience with the storytelling every night.  It is the movies which are usually identified as the director’s medium where the director really has that control.  But I think that’s mostly true for plays that occur in a familiar setting, with conventional rules.  When it comes to absurdist play’s like Beckett’s – or even, say, a musical, when characters break out into song and dance – then a much larger responsibility for “world-building” and story-telling is returned to the director.)

So, I mined my text to establish certain touchstones to help me localize character choices for Pozzo. 
Standouts included:
1. “I say does that name mean nothing to you?”
2. “I am perhaps not particularly human, but who cares?”
3. “Is everybody ready?  Is everybody looking at me?”
4. “Forget all I said.  I don’t remember exactly what it was, but you may be sure there wasn’t a word of truth in it.”
5. “Bless you, gentlemen, bless you! I have such need of encouragement!”

Those little discoveries were then enhanced by several key observations and suggestions from our director, Ken:
1. Pozzo’s kinship in narcissism to certain modern-day political personalities.
2. The idea that Pozzo and Lucky, perhaps, used to be part of a big traveling circus, for which Pozzo was possibly the Master of Ceremonies/Owner.
3. And finally, (and maybe on something of a whim), Ken suggested that I try taking Pozzo’s semi-famous speech describing the end-of-day twilight and turning it into a song instead, which resulted in the vaudeville-ish, music-hall-style tune I offered during the show each night. 

The result was, I think, a unique and original Pozzo, yet one still very rooted in Beckett’s text.  I cannot and will not claim that I’ve got him “right”, or that we produced the correct result.  I must leave that to those who observed the show as a whole, being first our director, Ken, and then each night’s audience.  I can accept a full range of responses, both positive and negative, to my version of the character. Everyone will have their own sense of taste, and anyone is certainly allowed to disagree with mine (or Ken’s, depending on how you look at it).

I will only argue that we did not get it “wrong”, because for there to be a “wrong” way, there must also be a “right” way, and I think that for a play like GODOT, and a playwright like Beckett, who was notoriously reluctant to explain his characters or his plays any further than what he wrote in the texts themselves, then as long as you are honoring that text, then you are not doing it “wrong”.

Anyhow, as Higgins tells his mother at a key point in PYGMALION: There’s no sense bothering about that now, the thing is done!

A friend pointed out recently that it’s a rather unusual thing for an actor like myself, at a (yes, relatively) young age, to already have performed in two of Beckett’s plays.  It’s something I hadn’t considered, but he is probably right.  Maybe that means I’ll be a little further along towards grasping Beckett’s deeper designs when the next opportunity comes around, whenever that might be.  Maybe I’ll get to that spot where the light gleams for an instant before time really does stop, maybe not, but that’s just how it is on this Beckett of an earth.

A Glance in the Rear View Mirror... by Gregory Isaac

MY FAIR LADY rehearsal photo by Linda Johnson

MY FAIR LADY rehearsal photo by Linda Johnson

I'm still trying to get my head around both the closing of MY FAIR LADY and the end of 2017. I have been so fortunate, this past year, to do so much wonderful work with so many very talented people, both in familiar venues and new ones that welcomed me with open arms.

I got to work on two productions at different theatres that - literally - could not extend their runs long enough to match the demand for tickets. I worked on another that, though the venue was small, still sold out virtually its entire run.

I was fortunate to be cast as challenging, flawed characters with great depths to explore, and repeatedly shared the stage with actors who were far more interesting for me to watch and listen to, than to heave my own lines toward.

And, yes,  I had the great privilege of concluding the year playing Henry Higgins - a rich, layered, deeply flawed, anti-hero, and one of G.B. Shaw's greatest creations. Taking on that role and witnessing the wide range of very passionate responses that the MY FAIR LADY elicited from our audiences was an extraordinary thing to experience in this current cultural moment. I know there were people who hated the show. I know there were people who hated my character. There may have even been people who hated me for portraying him. (And if you don't believe me, then read this post from one of the hobby bloggers in the Philly area who came to see the show.)

Many audiences simply loved the production, of course.  I was stopped by patrons who told me they had already returned to see it two, three, four times, and more.  Some people carried fond memories of the 1964 movie version and were enchanted by our interpretation. (I still have yet to watch that movie, but I was told many times by patrons that, "Mr. Harrison would be proud," which I presume is a good thing.)  Others were completely unfamiliar with the show or the story, and were blown away by both the production and the extraordinary material written by Shaw and Lerner and Loewe.

It is lovely (loverly?) to be liked, of course, but what I am most proud of is that the production affected nearly everyone who saw it.  Whether the response was a positive or a negative one, it made a powerful impression.  There were stories of families that saw the show stopping in the lobby afterwards and breaking out into generational debates about the residual themes of the work.  I believe that's a testament to the material and to the extraordinary team of people who came together to interpret it.  Our ensemble was deep and talented, but I am especially grateful for Doug, Bradley, Marcia, Susan, and of course, Leigha - superb scene partners, all, and each a joy to go head to head with every night as Henry.

I was gently accused, once or twice, of defending Higgins' behavior.  I respectfully reiterate here that I never had any intention of defending him.  What I did fear, though, as an actor, was that the work we did to construct a living, breathing, nuanced, multi-faceted character would become overshadowed by his flaws.  We certainly did nothing to mask or lessen his shortcomings.  We also did nothing to enhance those unsavory parts of his behavior to take advantage of the current social climate.  We simply performed Shaw, Lerner, and Loewe's words as written.  The one moment when we actively worked against the established norms for presenting the work was on the final line of the show, and I believe the contrition we explored in that moment was crucial on a multitude of levels.  Only does material that good continue to evolve and unlock new meaning with the passage of time.  Whether we - whether I - managed to present our Higgins in a truthful, meaningful way, is ultimately up to each audience to determine, but I, within myself, am content.  And deeply, deeply grateful.

2018 already has plenty in store for me.  As I write this, I am enjoying several days of down time and rest, but tomorrow will be the first rehearsal for WAITING FOR GODOT (also at Quintessence Theatre Group).  I'll be playing Pozzo with another group of very accomplished artists, so I gotta be on my game.  I hope the coming year is good to all of us.  Best wishes to you and yours!