THEATRE REVIEW:
“SUDDENLY LAST SUMMER” at
Diversionary Theatre
KPBS AIRDATE: NOVEMBER 4, 1998
Pimping.
Murder. Cannibalism. Lobotomy. Sounds
like the Jerry Springer Show. But it’s
really Tennessee Williams.
In
“Suddenly Last Summer,” his 1958 Off Broadway one-act, Williams probes his
familiar themes of life and death, power, greed and corruption -- with a
vengeance. He brought to the American
theater a new level of sexual frankness.
And when, in 1959, a movie was made from this play, starring Elizabeth
Taylor, Katherine Hepburn and Montgomery Clift, it ushered in a new age of
cinematic sexuality.
The
brutal, harrowing story concerns Mrs. Violet Venable, a wealthy Southern
dowager whose life, built around her beloved son, was shattered when he
died. She describes him as a sensitive
poet; in reality, he was a corrupt, amoral, monstrous hedonist. Every year, he and his mother, in their
supremely dysfunctional relationship, traveled together for three months. But last summer, he took his young female
cousin instead, and he died suddenly in a seaside resort called Cabeza de
Lobo. The young cousin was traumatized
by the death, but her retelling of the events is so horrific that her harridan
aunt has had her committed to a mental institution. Now, even that won’t shut her up, and her persistence threatens
the elaborate fantasy Violet has contrived to immortalize her poetic son. Mrs. Venable promises funds to the local
asylum for a much-needed neurosurgery wing.
There’s only one condition. The
doctor/recipient must agree to neutralize her niece by means of lobotomy.
This
is one of Williams’ most autobiographical plays. He, too, was a poetic, closeted gay man. And his own dragon-mother had his beloved
sister lobotomized. Although the play
isn’t usually listed among his very best and most brilliant creations, it is
shocking and appalling, if done right.
Within its mix of erotic and religious themes, it contains strains of
the wonderful, lyrical language for which Williams is rightly revered.
At
Diversionary Theatre, “Suddenly Last Summer” is directed by Douglas Jacobs,
co-founder and 20-year artistic director of the San Diego Repertory
Theatre. His cast is strong but the
acting is uneven. The tone veers wildly
from dramatic realism to the surreal, and frequently sinks into melodrama, with
overblown musical underscoring that smacks of satire or B-movies. The film, too, descended into camp, which is
a great risk with this material and these roles. Here, the accents come and go like a Southern breeze, and the
acting levels range from flat to hysterical. It’s a long, languorous 90
minutes, stretched interminably at times, frenetic and clamorous at
others. There isn’t a likable character
onstage. But at the end, when the
ghastly story of Sebastian’s death is revealed, there should be a moment of
shock, revulsion, abhorrence. Instead,
there is nothing.
The
lush garden/jungle set is described at the beginning, Williams’ detailed stage
notes oddly read by an eternally grimacing, Germanic Rhona Gold as the
caretaker, Miss Foxbill. The set is
foreboding in a way, though quite fanciful, too, with artist Joan Austin’s
colorful “flying dragons,” taking the place of the symbolic Venus flytrap, more
reminiscent of Mexican folk art than old New Orleans decadence. The costumes also don’t consistently
represent the designated time and place.
As Mrs. Venable, Priscilla Allen wears an imperious face but not elegant
attire. And as Cathy, Shannon Maree
Smith’s moves are erratic and her outfit is garishly mismatched. Each of the fine actors seems to be shooting
for a star-turn in his or her own little play.
No one really interacts credibly.
And this leaves the audience with an unnerving sense of distance and
alienation. Tennessee Williams was
obsessed with outcasts and outsiders.
But he never intended to leave the audience out, too.
©1998 Patté Productions
Inc.