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Useless self-absorbed upper class ignores slide into war
By Lucy Komisar
The politics is subtle, the story is
arch, the acting sublime. “Heartbreak House,” given a delightful production by
Robin Lefevre at the Roundabout Theater, was written by a master who knew how to
put his opinions forth with artistry. Shaw dissects the bourgeoisie at the time
of the start of World War I. Hersione Hushabye (Swoosie Kurtz) and her husband
Hector (Byron Jennings) are useless Bohemians who appear to live, with servants,
off the earnings of her investor father, the blustery, white-bearded Captain
Shotover (Philip Bosco). (The names are overwhelmingly Dickensian) It’s not
clear what the Captain invents, though he is handy with dynamite.
Her visiting sister, Ariadne Utterword (Laila Robins), is
the wife of a governor of British colonies. (It’s a time of empire.) The two
businessmen of the ménage reflect Shaw’s views of capitalists.
Mazzini Dunn
(John Christopher Jones), who is skilled at developing a product, has no head
for managing it. His business is purloined by an underhanded investor, Boss
Mangan (Bill Camp), who turns out to be an intermediary for others. It’s getting
modern, isn’t it?
The slimy, cigar-smoking Mangan has feigned wealth with
which he hopes to snare the inventor’s charming daughter, Ellie (Lily Rabe), in
marriage. Though this young lady declares she will wed to help her father reduce
his debts, she obviously desires a comfortable lifestyle herself. But she is
also willing to engage in a dalliance with a mysterious suitor, who turns out to
be Hector. The ingénue is soon unmasked to be as cynical as Hersione, who has no
problem with her husband’s straying. Also unmasked is the morality of the
bourgeoisie.
Hector, with no apparent profession or income, is meek and
willing to be Hersione’s, or anybody’s, plaything. He dresses up in a red cape
(lush costumes are by Jane Greenwood) that makes him look like an exotic
potentate. How can you deal with a society where nobody expects much of the
people close to them and the ill-used seem to bear no ill will against those who
oppress or cheat (on) them?
These are symptoms of moral decay.
Shaw’s introduction to the play is a long essay against war. The play describes
the society that allows the war to happen, or is at least so self-involved that
it takes no responsibility for it. He says he is writing a picture of “cultured,
leisured Europe before the war,” of people who lived in “an economic,
political and, as far as practicable, a moral vacuum.”
The Captain, who keeps
his useless family alive with inventions of destruction, is alternately lucid
and absurd.
Boss Mangan is reflective of the "practical businessmen"
who Shaw noted were called on to manage things when war broke out. He explained,
“By this they meant men who had become rich by placing their personal interests
before those of the country, and measuring the success of every activity by the
pecuniary profit it brought to them and to those on whom they depended for their
supplies of capital.” He said, “They proved not only that they were useless for
public work, but that in a well-ordered nation they would never have been
allowed to control private enterprise.” Prescient, no?
None of the narcissistic protagonists seems to be aware of
what is going on in the world outside. There’s no sense of danger until the
moment when a call comes to douse the lights against an air raid. Shaw’s
subtitle, “A Fantasia in the Russian Manner on English Themes,” pays homage to
Chekhov's “The Cherry Orchard” and the upper classes’ utter blindness to the
world-changing events around them.
The actors make it clear that they can barely see beyond
their own little worlds. Swoozie Kurtz is a delightfully cynical, tough Hersione.
Ariadne, played by Laila Robins in an exhilarating performance -- her voice
trills rather than speaks -- is self-absorbed, flirtatious, but then cruel to
the men she enchants, especially Randall (Gareth Saxe), her husband’s brother.
He is a foppish young man in morning suit, who she treats as a bothersome puppy
– or maybe an elegant boy toy. Indeed, one of the subtexts seems to be how women
turn men into children.
The other point Shaw makes is that England is a doomed
ship. “Hector: And this ship that we are all in? This soul's prison we call
England?” Lady Utterword has the final word with instructions to Randall to
“play us ‘Keep the home fires burning’.”
Director Robin Lefevre creates a mood that clearly evokes
the era of the play, but which with the sharpness of Shaw’s political commentary
is somehow “period” and modern at the same time. It couldn’t be more relevant.
“Heartbreak House.” Written by George Bernard Shaw,
Directed by Robin Lefevre. Sets by John Lee Beatty. Costumes by Jane Greenwood.
Starring Philip Bosco, Swoosie Kurtz, Byron Jennings, Lily Rabe, Laila Robins,
Bill Camp, John Christopher Jones, Gareth Saxe, Jenny Sterlin.
Roundabout Theatre Company at American Airlines Theatre,
227 W. 42 St., Tue-Sat 8pm; Wed, Sat, Sun 2pm. Through Dec. 17, 2006.
$51.25-$86.25. 212-719-1300.
http://www.roundabouttheatre.org/aa.htm.
Photos by Joan Marcus.
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