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The Man Who Came to Dinner tripped on the front step of his hosts' home
and is now trapped there for six weeks until the broken bones heal. His hosts are Mr. and
Mrs. Ernest Stanley, perfectly nice, conservative, prosperous, provincial, uppercrust
folks in a small Ohio town. Their unintendedly long-term guest is Sheridan Whiteside, a
famous man of letters, world traveler, hob-nobber with everyone who is anyone--and quick
to drop their names. (He addresses Mahatma Gandhi as "dear Boo Boo.") Whiteside
is selfish, self-centered, egotistic, and manipulative. He's also aggressively insulting,
but with wit - sort of a literate Don Rickles.
Of such is farce made and this George S. Kaufman/Moss Hart comedy from
1939 remains fresh and as funny as ever in Roundabout Theatre's revival, dependent, of
course, upon the comic skills of just about the only imaginable actor currently on the
boards who could play the Whiteside role--Nathan Lane.
Lane is an in-demand star and one imagines he gets more movie and
theatre role offers than he could possibly take on. In some of his work, his very funny,
but not always appropriate and occasionally tiresome campiness has distracted rather than
amused. But here the camp is minimized, though not completely suppressed, and Lane is
really acting the comic role, mining its situation and witty dialogue for all it
is worth. He can take a mildly funny line, and with his skill of delivering just the right
tone for the moment, make it grandly hilarious. He takes great comedy lines and with that
gifted delivery makes them sound as new as the first time they were performed over six
decades ago.
Jean Smart is given second billing, though her role as the glamorous
actress Lorraine Sheldon, is probably shorter than that of Maggie Cutler, Whiteside's
secretary, played to perfection by Harriet Harris. Harris gets just the right bearing for
Maggie - the efficient, been-there aide, aware of her employer's tactics, one of the few
willing to call his bluffs, but admiring and tolerant, too. She falls in love with a local
journalist and Whiteside's nasty plot to torpedo her romance (and hold on to his
secretary) provides the central plotline of the show. Harris' performance merits a Tony
nomination.
Smart is a skilled actress and a delightful personality. She has lots
of fans from the TV series Designing Women and was a knockout in an
against-character role in the otherwise forgettable film Guinevere.
But her Lorraine Sheldon is too soft where she should be brittle; it is an endearing
performance but it feels more Jean Smart than Lorraine Sheldon.
Kaufman and Hart fill the stage with characters, the children of the
hosts, the sweetly dotty grandmother, Whiteside's doctor and nurse, and servants. But it
is the parade of his show business friends that keep the laughs coming, particularly
Beverly Carlton, a barely disguised Noel Coward played with suave tongue-in-chic by Byron
Jennings. (Would that the extended stutterer routine that is part of his role had been
excised. It is one of the few moments of the evening that is markedly dated and unfunny.)
Finally, the only alternative energy source on the stage to supplement
Lane with a major extra charge, Banjo, played by Lewis J. Stadlen, electrifies the
third act with brilliant physical comedy; his Groucho Marks references are a hoot,
but his entire performance is a tour de force that doesn't depend on someone else's
shtick.
Farce requires speed and pacing, frequent and speedy entrances and
exits, a whirling vortex of one liners, ripostes, unexpected coincidences, pratfalls,
put-downs and come-uppances. Veteran director Jerry Zaks keeps the show speeding along and
creatively finds all the right actions to compliment the funny words. He brings out the
vitality in a neglected classic and allows a new generation the rare pleasure of high
farce, underlined with wit and intelligence.
New York, October 4, 2000 - Arthur Lazere