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From the deep archives: Harry Kondoleon’s THE BRIDES

February 22, 2010

Caroline Kava, Mary Beth Lerner, and Ellen Greene in Harry Kondoleon's "The Brides" (photo by Jonathan Postal)

I’m in the midst of launching a website that is a tribute to and archive of the work of the late Harry Kondoleon — details to be announced soon. But for the moment, I’ve gone back and posted my review for the Soho News in 1981 of his play The Brides (or Disrobing the Bride, as it was called in its first New York production). Harry Kondoleon was a true original artist, and The Brides was one of his most delirious, unusual texts for the theater.

From the deep archives: TRUE WEST

February 20, 2010

Sam Shepard has been in the news and on my mind a lot these days — he’s got a new book of stories out (Days Out of Days), a new play (Ages of the Moon at the Atlantic Theater Company), and a revival of an old play (A Lie of the Mind at the New Group). So I decided to post a couple of the first big things I ever wrote about his work — a review of the ill-fated first New York production of True West at the Public Theater and then a feature story about the famous Steppenwolf revival of that play, which put John Malkovich and Gary Sinise on the map.

On vacation in Vieques last week, I read Kenneth Turan’s oral history Free for All: Joe Papp, the Public, and the Greatest Theater Story Ever Told. The subtitle is pretty accurate — it is a fantastic story, beautifully told. I’m glad the book was finally published. (Turan collaborated on it with Papp back in the late 1980s, and when Papp read what Turan came up with, he hated the book and refused to let it come out.) There are many, many fascinating stories, some of them incredibly inspiring, some of them very sad. The chapter on the whole True West debacle is quite fascinating, and Shepard comes out of it looking pretty bad.

From the deep archives: Kate and Anna McGarrigle

January 23, 2010

I’ve been thinking about and listening to the McGarrigles a lot this week, since Kate’s death on Monday from cancer at the age of 63. Alice Playten passed along this link to a lovely interview with Terry Gross on NPR several years ago. And I posted my review for the Boston Phoenix of their third album, Pronto Monto, which came out in 1978 — not as thrilling as their first two, but hey, those were pretty great. As I say in the review, “Their perilously frail songs, their wobbly, imperfect voices, and their loose, sometimes cumbersome accompaniment make them a specialized taste, though in the best way possible; they appeal to people who are instantly engaged by a story that begins, “Just a little atom of chlorine, valence minus one . . .”

From the deep archives: John Lithgow

January 22, 2010

Inspired by running into him at Fela! last week, I decided to post my interview with John Lithgow from my book Caught in the Act: New York Actors Face to Face. The book, published in 1986, was a collaboration with photographer Susan Shacter, who took the fantastic portraits, including this one, which is one of my very favorites in the book.

A little piece of the interview:

“In movies, an actor has to do a great deal more, because directors aren’t accustomed to worrying about it, and their ideas are usually not very concrete. So especially if you’re going to do anything sort of unusual — use an accent or prosthetic makeup or something like that — I feel much better if I get a big head start. For instance, for Buckaroo Banzai I got these rotting pale green teeth and this shocking wig of bright red hair that I went around astonishing my friends with, and I got together with this very sweet little tailor in the MGM costume department with this fabulous thick Sicilian accent. I sat and talked with him for an hour and tape-recorded the conversation to get his accent down.”

You can read the whole interview here.

From the deep archives

January 3, 2010

I moved to New York almost exactly thirty years ago, when I was 25. (below)

The first review I published after moving to New York was this piece on country singer Don Williams for the Village Voice, whose music section was then being edited by my old Boston pal Jon Pareles.