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Dec. 06, 1993: The Arts & Media:Theater
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TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
Dec. 06, 1993 Castro's Cuba:The End Of The Dream
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<source>Time Magazine</source>
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THE ARTS & MEDIA, Page 75
Theater
Angels Of No Mercy
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<p>Perestroika, the second half of Tony Kushner's AIDS epic, offers
sermons and soul searching but scant spiritual redemption
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<p>By William A. Henry III--With reporting by Daniel S. Levy/New York
</p>
<p> When Angels in America opened its Pulitzer-prizewinning first
half, Millennium Approaches, in May, the producers' main worry
was keeping it afloat long enough to get the second half, Perestroika,
up and running. They feared Millennium's gay outlook might limit
audiences to homosexuals, sympathetic straights and the relative
handful of theater mavens who see everything. Nobody worried
about the logistics of using the same eight actors to perform
one 3 1/2-hour play and rehearse another, let alone installing
sets for the sequel on the same stage where Millennium was playing.
</p>
<p> They needn't have fretted about money. Millennium has played
to 98% of capacity and repaid a third of its investment. And
as for the supposedly easy part, mounting the second half? One
$2 million nightmare later, after daily rewrites, stagehand
mania, 49 foregone performances (to the occasional rage of ticketholders
who traveled from as far as Maine) and cuts of nearly an hour
once Perestroika was already in previews, the most awaited--and beleaguered--dramatic event of the Broadway season officially
opened last week. If less profound than it pretends to be and
a bit repetitively in love with its own bitchy-queen wisecracks
and celestial effects, the show proved an absorbing entertainment
worth the bumps along the road.
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<p> The producers profess only delight. Says Rocco Landesman, president
of the Jujamcyn theater-ownership group that is co-financing
and housing Millennium and Perestroika: "When we look back on
this in five or 10 years, we are not going to remember our exasperation
at the script coming in late or how much money it cost. We are
going to remember that we are the producers of Angels in America,
the most important play in a generation."
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<p> Extravagant as that sounds, and deeply flawed as Perestroika's
metaphysical and ideological passages often are, the claim may
not be far off. Angels is very far from the best play in a generation,
and Nicholas Nickleby keeps it from being even the longest.
But Angels has been hugely significant. More than any other
work in a theater era of gay self-assertion, it has brought
that perspective to the mainstream. Angels was not only the
first gay-centered play to win the Pulitzer Prize for drama,
it came to the fore just as the argument about gays in the military
was putting the gay cause at center stage for the first time
in U.S. history. With its aggressive scorn for Ronald Reagan
and Republicanism; for Mormons and moralizing; and its demonic
view of lawyer-dealmaker Roy Cohn, a gay-bashing closet gay
and a top-level G.O.P. influence peddler for more than three
decades, Angels disproved truisms about the unmarketability
of political drama. Instead it compellingly reasserted the theater's
place in public debate. Hearteningly to theater partisans, Angels
generated excitement about a drama comparable to the biggest
buzz about musicals. Above all, Angels demonstrated that plays
can matter in a pop culture dominated by electronically recorded
performances rather than live ones.
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<p> Now that it can be seen in a finished state--a much different
and in some ways more appealing version of Perestroika was performed
in Los Angeles last year--playwright Tony Kushner's "gay fantasia
on national themes" looks both bigger and smaller. The work
operates on two levels, as a soap opera about three intertwined
households inhabited by homosexuals, and as a preachment about
religion, social politics and the meaning of America. Kushner
impressively sustains the soap-opera interest. It seemed to
many playgoers that by the end of Millennium there was nothing
left to happen. But each major character embarks on a further,
and often longer, emotional journey. Perestroika is full of
absorbing incident, from a Mormon mother's coming to terms with
a son's homosexuality to Cohn's deathbed hallucinations (with
the ghost of executed spy Ethel Rosenberg leading the Hebrew
requiem, or Kaddish). Sometimes it is campy and funny, sometimes
unnervingly bold--as in a homosexual seduction that leaves
the participants mostly clothed and clean spoken, yet celebrates
taste and smell with well nigh disturbing intimacy.
</p>
<p> Whenever Kushner waxes philosophical, however, the second half
renders his epic smaller. The first half felt profound because
it did not declaim opinions but left the audience to infer them.
The second half shrinks steadily through its final act as it
reduces the mystical and allegorical to banal leftist slogans.
Despite the title, Perestroika has almost nothing to do with
Russia or the collapse of its empire. The only connection is
an opening character who never reappears, an ancient Bolshevik
who asks with mixed plaintiveness and certitude, "How shall
we proceed without theory?" Kushner seemingly believes he is
portraying a counterpart America in which all values and belief
systems have collapsed. Rather than prove it by dramatization,
Kushner mainly asserts with withering rhetoric that he is right.
He derides individualism as outmoded and urges an ill-defined
group responsibility. But one can challenge his easy assumption
that Reagan and all his works have been discredited; his implicit
parallel with the Soviet Union is absurd. Russia may be a land
in tumult. America is a land in the midst of social tinkering
and tolerance, where the old Mormon world and the, truth to
tell, just as old urban Jewish gay world may not often intersect
but can comfortably coexist.
</p>
<p> Most unsatisfying is Kushner's handling of religion. After divine
interventions culminating in a trip to heaven by the dying Prior
Walter (Stephen Spinella), we are told that angels and religions
have nothing to say about life, only death and the hereafter.
That is a rather small perception to serve on so expansive a
platter, even for atheists and agnostics in the audience. The
Los Angeles version (which Kushner labels "a mistake") made
heaven feel more comically political and Cohn, the devil on
earth, seem more magically powerful. The revised Perestroika
offers realism with less impact. Kushner even implies that Prior's
fevered visions are dreams; he quotes Dorothy's words from The
Wizard of Oz on returning to Kansas. Dreams are often sources
of revelation in the Bible, but this retreat from the phantasmagorical
to the everyday feels like a cheat. If Kushner means that spirituality
is no substitute for clear morality and positive mental attitude,
he shouldn't need the equivalent of a full working day to get
that across.
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