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Monday, July 14, 2008

Is That Frizzelle Over There Behind Mary McCarthy?

posted by on July 14 at 18:05 PM

When one knows deeply that he is wrong, as Mr. Frizzelle does, there is nothing to be done but to insult the enemy and hide behind an older writer.

Not being wrong myself, I don’t mind elaborating. Mr. Kiley writes this:

Angela Pierce as Blanche gives a slick, orthodox performance, and sails through Blanche’s late-play mad scenes without succumbing to the crazy-person caricature that has wrecked so many Blanches, Ophelias, and Lears.

This is exactly right for the first nine words. Then it veers into Frizzelle Territory: Wrongton. Pierce breaks into caricature several times in her late-play mad scenes, what with the squawking and the squalling. This is what ruins Blanche at Intiman.

Stanley’s fine, if you don’t mind him grunting while he picks up his women as though he can’t handle them. Kiley sees this as a nod to his humor and vulnerability; I see it as the equivalent of farting onstage and trying to hide it. If he’s doing it for effect, I’d really like to see other signs of vulnerability in the interpretation, and there are none.

Stella: She’s a rock. Stella has never seemed so solid and so desperate at once. I loved her. Wanted to be her friend. Wanted to take her away from all this. Wanted to be a new kind of Stanley for her. Do with that what you will.

As for the sound design: Mr. Frizzelle, they played the horrible, horrible music every five secs. Aren’t you going a little easy on the hometown heroes? And, while we’re at it: Should we trust your take on Streetcar when your take is essentially that it’s great because it doesn’t suck the way you expected it to?

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I like this art-fighting.

Posted by Abby | July 14, 2008 6:24 PM

The Stranger is dying.

Posted by I think it's cute. | July 14, 2008 7:44 PM

It does seem a little tense there. I'm liking the cranky version of Jen Graves, even though she's stepping into ECB territory.

Posted by Dr. Zaius | July 14, 2008 8:27 PM

Streetcar Named Retarded.

Posted by NapoleonXIV | July 14, 2008 8:28 PM


First, when's the inevitable knife fight?

And second, when will I be able to see it on Youtube...?

Posted by UNPAID BLOGGER | July 15, 2008 12:35 AM

This topic is played out...BORINGGGGGG

Posted by D | July 15, 2008 9:41 AM

Jen knows more about criticism than Frizzelle ever has or ever will, despite his ability to quote Mary McCarthy (and call her a bitch).

Posted by David | July 15, 2008 9:49 AM

Steinbacher has only been gone for a few days and they're already at each other's throats...Obviously, he was the glue holding that dump together.

Posted by michael strangeways | July 15, 2008 10:04 AM

To paraphrase the late Jorge Luis Borges, this is like "...two bald men fighting over a comb."

Posted by Wackistan | July 15, 2008 11:24 AM
10 another addition OF THUNDERDOME!!

Posted by Mad Max | July 15, 2008 11:32 AM

...wherein the raggedy man learns a math-based approach to correctly spelling common homonyms.

Posted by lostboy | July 15, 2008 1:02 PM


Quit it with the ad-homonym attacks!

Posted by NapoleonXIV | July 15, 2008 1:51 PM

NapoleonXIV @12 wins.

Posted by lostboy | July 15, 2008 3:00 PM

A little silence now and then would've been a nice reprieve between the score and the actors racing to spit out their lines. Instead we got the cliched cartoonish New Orleans honky tonk ("A juke joint on every corner!")- then later the thundering cascades which are the equivalent of a corny 50s TV whoddunnit "When we looked in your briefcase, Mr. Smith, we found this GUN!" (dun-dun-DUNNNNNN!!!!!!)

Posted by brueso | July 16, 2008 9:33 AM

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