Who Could Argue A Few Flaws Weren't Permissible In Shaw's 'Pygmalion'?
By Dave Irwin
THE DAMNABLE thing about George Bernard Shaw, as priggish
Professor Henry Higgins might say, is that he makes us think.
On the heels of Quintessential Theatre's near perfect staging
of Misalliance, Live Theatre Workshop now gives us Pygmalion.
Though it has some niggling flaws, LTW upholds Shaw's reputation
as one of the 20th century's most enduring playwrights.
The Pygmalion/My Fair Lady story of transformation is
well known. Professor Henry Higgins (James Mitchell Gooden, artistic
director of LTW) is a smug expert on linguistics with no time
for social niceties. He transforms a street urchin into a duchess
on a bet with fellow linguist Col. Pickering (Rich Amada). The
cockney-spouting waif, flower girl Eliza Doolittle (Jennifer Williams),
of course blossoms into a creature of beauty and grace who in
turn transforms Higgins.
Along with a classic piece of storytelling, Shaw also sneaks
in a healthy dose of political jousting and questions the moral
responsibilities of science. We see the rigid class boundaries
that socialist theory sought to address (Shaw as a leader in the
Fabian movement which gave birth to the current Labor Party).
As much as we may identify with it, Pygmalion is very much
an English story, where the tyranny of social status was more
keenly felt--Shaw even alludes to the American experiment in self-determination.
By showing the heart of the underprivileged, Shaw moved the British
middle and upper classes who attended his plays to a more egalitarian
sentiment.
We also get an insight into the awakening social conscience of
the Edwardian era through Higgins' callous disregard for Liza
as a person, predisposed as he is to cast the woman aside after
his experiment with her is finished. In a post-millennial blush
where it was believed that science was supreme and would cure
all the ills of mankind (instead of inventing gas warfare and
aerial bombing), Shaw explores the responsibility of the scientist
to what he creates (or unleashes)--and the need, therefore, to
understand the implications of knowledge.
Of course, all this highfalutin' conceptual philosophizing would
be the stuff yawns are made of without a great story well acted.
Shaw supplied the story, and LTW has supplied worthy performances.
Williams is completely engaging as Eliza Doolittle, after having
been squandered as a brainless flapper in the Quintessential production
of Hay Fever last summer. This role demands discipline
and skill as an actress, and she does not disappoint. We're taken
by her combination of self-reliance and naiveté as the
rough-edged, street-smart girl. Williams nicely plays out the
comedic aspects of this pairing, making her uncouth whine a recurring
joke. She is especially funny in her prelude to the bath (bathroom
humor in the early 1900s involved the tub rather than the toilet).
In turn, she handles her transformation perfectly, giving a believable
portrayal of herself as a work in progress. Her accent and body
language faithfully match each stage of her development, and Williams'
expressive face plays well on the theatre's small stage. The only
problem is that her accent is so thick early on, she's almost
unintelligible--a vexing but fixable flaw.
As Professor Higgins, Gooden does a quality job of making his
character dislikable but ultimately vulnerable. There were a number
of minor flubs with his lines, but he disappears so well into
the haughty role that these, too, prove excusable. His off-hand
gestures and takes, while well thought out, appear very natural.
His scenes with Heidi Brozek as his mother are particularly insightful
as we see the child he was and secretly still is.
Amada as Col. Pickering is a steadying influence between the
two poles of Higgins and Doolittle. His unruffled supporting role
anchors the flailing kinetic characterization of the two combatants.
Under the direction of Elizabeth Seddon Gooden, the minor players
all nicely complement the main action. Long-time LTW trouper Bruce
Beiszki is a scene stealer as Eliza's happy-go-lucky mercenary
father, Alfred. Brokez as Mrs. Higgins is particularly delightful,
with her combination of Victorian primeness and a mother's common
sense. Daryl Spruance as Higgins' maid, Mrs. Pierce, the conscience
of the play, also displays good comedic timing and gives the needed
sophisticated counterpoint to Williams' lower-class notions.
Director Gooden judiciously uses several pre-recorded voice-overs
to cut scene changes without hampering the action. The play, faithful
to Shaw, may disappoint those used to the happy Hollywood ending
of My Fair Lady. This ends on an ambiguous note, somewhat
jarring in its abruptness and the lack of closure we've come to
expect.
Pygmalion is a work that still captures the imagination.
LTW gives us a well-done version that's a worthwhile contribution
to our current theatre-going options.
Pygmalion, directed by Elizabeth Seddon Gooden,
continues through March 28 at Live Theatre Workshop, 5317
E. Speedway Blvd. Show times are 7:30 p.m. Fridays and Saturdays,
and 3 p.m. Sundays. Tickets are $10 general, with a $1 discount
for seniors and students. For information and reservations, call
327-4242.
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