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Stan Richardson · April 18, 2004 now at http://www.nytheatre.com/nytheatre/archweb/arch2004_g.htm The most
immediately delightful feature of Vital Theatre Company’s solid and
engaging revival of Robert E. Sherwood’s 1936 Pulitzer Prize-winning
comedy, Idiot’s Delight, is that the audience feels thrust into
the center of the action—in the middle of the cocktail lounge of the
Hotel Monte Gabriele, a lackluster resort in the Italian Alps, near the
Swiss, Austrian, and Bavarian borders. On this particular winter
afternoon, it is filled with a group of travelers of various nationalities
whose train trip across the border to Switzerland has been truncated due
to substantial information that world war is imminent. Which country will
initiate, who will be fighting with whom and to what end, are questions on
everyone’s minds as they watch the nearby airfield for Italian bomber
planes for a sign. But, this
being a comedy, coexisting with the dread is a mostly affable (and
humorous) awkwardness amongst this collection of strangers, which
includes: Mr. and Mrs. Cherry, enchanted honeymooners from England; Doctor
Waldersee, a German scientist who is near finding a cure for cancer;
Quillery, a Communist labor organizer from France; Irene, a Russian
countess of iffy descent and her companion, Achille Weber, a French arms
merchant who has inside knowledge of the impending war; and Harry Van, an
American impresario/confidence man, who with his girls, Beulah and
Shirley, is touring abroad a very mediocre lounge act. Though
Sherwood’s politics are expressly pacific, questioning the integrity
behind and usefulness of war, his deeper concern seems to be about fully
participating in life amidst conflict and ambiguity, both on an
interpersonal and a worldwide scale. How do these people react to their
limited loci of control—petrification or adaptation? The plot
focuses on Harry Van and Irene, whom he could swear he met and fell in
love with ten years before when their separate acts were briefly touring
in tandem in middle America. He has modestly persevered by way of whiskey
and a deep sense of irony, whereas she—black-haired and no longer
blonde, with a convincing Russian accent and the works—has taken a more
circuitous route of survival: total reinvention. Director Julie
Hamberg and her gifted ensemble get all the laughs honestly and without
resorting to caricature, slowly revealing the play’s warm and hopeful
heart. The cast is uniformly authentic, affecting, and endearingly
theatrical. Amid the fine performances, Ron McClary and Aimée Hayes stand
out, as Harry and Irene, whose scenes together are poignant and
engrossing. Roberto Sanchez-Camus’ set design deserves much credit for
helping to create the audience’s immersion described above, as do Carrie
Yacono’s lighting and Suada Perezic’s sound. Not frequently
produced and certainly not with such great care and capability, Vital
Theatre Company’s production of Idiot’s Delight is a somber and
joyful, smart and funny comfort, particularly in these troublous times. Listing:
Vital
Theatre Company presents a revival of Robert E. Sherwood's 1936 Pulitzer
Prize play, Idiot's Delight. It tells the story of a group of
people who are caught in a small winter resort in the Italian Alps on the
eve of World War II. The characters include: a young English couple on
their honeymoon, a French socialist, a German scientist, a munitions
magnate, an inscrutable Russian lady, and a vulgar but American hoofer
named Harry Van. The press release says, "The play throws into ironic
relief the individual human being who, having brought upon himself the
obscene idiocy of wholesale destruction by war, wakes up to find that he
can do nothing more than make a futile gesture against the forces he has
set in action." Shown above are Ron McClary and Aimee Hayes
in a scene from Idiot's Delight. |