Seminar
Theresa Rebeck
David Prete, Kaythi Win, Matthew Kropshot, Sarah Haas & Jacob Soss |
Douglas smacks of pedigree: famous uncle playwright from
Harvard, his own la-tee-dah college degree, a sure-fire route to a New Yorker publication, and a tendency
to drop words like “interiority and exteriority” into conversations. Izzy can write well (and knows it) and just
wants to be famous as fast as possible writing sex-filled novels (and putting
herself wearing little on the covers).
Kate has been working on a story for six years and has received ‘encouraging’
comments at expensive summer, writing workshops like “much better than most”
and “nice things in it.” Martin cannot
pay his rent and is afraid to share any of his writing (and he already hates
Douglas after five minutes of the first seminar).
And they have all paid $5000 for ten sessions with a
well-known author and editor, Leonard, who would rather be either tramping through
a war zone like Somalia or in bed with one of his hot, female students than
stuck in a room with these no-names.
In a wonderful mirroring of life imitating art, four
aspiring actors and students of San Jose State University, College of
Humanities and Arts, join forces with well-known, Bay Area director and actor,
Amy Resnick, to stage Theresa Rebeck’s 2011 Broadway play, Seminar, about four post-grads hoping to learn from a master how to
make it big in fiction-writing. The
weekly class -- held in Kate’s upper west end, NYC apartment (9 rooms at
$800/month rent control rent) – becomes a scene of shifting alliances and intense
battles, romantic trysts and jealousies, as well as moments of unexpected glory
and of utter humiliation. And all occurs
amidst much drama and brouhaha of being twenty-something in search of self,
fame, and sex.
Familiar with stage and film companies from New York to Los
Angeles, veteran actor, director, and writer David Prete joins the otherwise
SJSU student cast as Leonard, the for-hire writing instructor for the four
would-be authors. His late-forties
Leonard drips in egocentrism as he enters in his tight jeans, black leather
coat, and grey, silk scarf – more eager to talk about his recent forays into
war-torn zones of poverty and his near-death experiences there than to pay much
attention to the students or their writing (that is, of course, except for the
bosom-showing and totally hot Izzy already giving him the eye). Leonard lives up to his reputation as “a
little rough,” but without the “a little.”
Mr. Prete is deliciously brutal in his sarcasm, demonstrating it at once
after reading the first half-dozen words of Kate’s six-years-in-the-making
short story. “I see the semi-colon, and
I know more is coming but I am not sure I want to go there,” he blandly
remarks, handing her back the masterpiece-in-long-making. At the same time, one quick read of Izzy’s
hastily written, two-pager sends a nearly visible, electric charge ripping
through his body as he locks eyes with the paper’s author (already licking her
lips and leaning in for his better view of her low neckline). “A sexual edge ... the tone of Asiatic
exoticism,” he gushes, just before the two head out for a post-class, hastily
arranged date.
One by one, Leonard takes on the student writers in each
week’s foray, dropping in lines left and right that Theresa Rebeck has awarded
his character about writers and writing.
Many of the one-liners are loaded with self-loathing for his own profession
by someone who is supposedly a master of the art. (“Writers in their natural state are about as
civilized as feral cats.”) But readers time
and again come off even worse. (“The problem with being a writer is that all
your readers are human-beings” [the last word then repeated with a tone of deep
disgust].) As the play progresses, the
playwright does release Leonard from his narrow range of erotic cynicism and
cliché-like pronouncements and allows Mr. Prete to uncover deeper, more
revealing layers of Leonard – done so with visceral emotion by the actor as he
exposes who the man might really be behind his curtain of Mr. Too-Cool-and-Sexy.
In her role as director, Amy Resnick has taken this group of
student actors and shaped them into a fine, much-accomplished ensemble. Each has moments to show off a range of
nicely honed skills as they deliver many of the funnier moments of this often
tense comedy that works hard (sometimes too hard) also to be a
thought-provoking commentary on writers and their search for the perfect
manuscript.
Matthew Kropschot is the ever-wanting-to-please-and-impress
Douglas, whose casually crossed legs, plaid and bow ties, and nods of intense
interest to anything Leonard is saying at the moment smack of a guy just biding
his time to the fame he believes is already his to grab. Kaythi Win exudes desire for any and all men
around her as a path for her Izzy to do real-time research for the paperbacks
she will soon be cranking out by the dozens for riches and talk-show
appearances – while at the same time, there is a palpable vulnerability when
she sometimes drops for a minute her defenses.
Martin (Jacob Soss) -- who is reluctant to show Leonard his writing --
does like to be constantly in the spotlight with continuous outbursts on any
subject but himself, each full of volume, vigor, and often vehemence and with
flaying hands and arms even more active than his ranting mouth. But Martin also has expressive eyes that
increasingly give away some deeper passion and plan that is going
unexpressed.
Rounding out the cast in particularly noteworthy and
impressive fashion is Sarah Haas as Kate.
Kate is the first to be rejected outright by Leonard and done so without
his reading past a few words that lead him to condemn her as stuck in
Jane-Austin-like sentiment. Kate still
is willing to take on Leonard’s sexist attitudes and confront his bias against
women writers, but she also retreats into ice cream, chips, and homemade cookie
dough after his repeated ridicule. (“I
am a terrible writer, and I am committed to get fat.”) Ms. Haas displays over the course of Kate’s
journey to prove her writing prowess an incredibly wide range of emotion and
expression – comedic and serious – shown in vocal acrobatics, subtle and
not-at-all-subtle facial poses, and an energy that is contagious whether she is
bouncing about the room or just sitting still.
Her Kate is a joy to watch from beginning to end.
This university production has a big-stage, uptown look and
feel to it due to a stellar creative team. Andrea Bechert’s set is beautifully
attired as a ritzy New York flat with much art of masters on the walls, fine
furniture of leather, and peeps into other, well-appointed rooms and
hallways. A later (and cleverly
accomplished) shift to Leonard’s office is crammed with mementoes of his world
travels. The lighting of Steven Mannshardt
shows off well both settings and separates in just the proper ways the many
scenes of the play. Anthony Sutton’s
canny sound design calls on classic rock often with a tongue-fully-in-cheek to
introduce scenes. Last but far from
least, Cassandra Carpenter captures the quirky and defining essence of each
character’s personality through her designed costumes (and notes a progressing
transformation of Kate with necklines that hilariously dip ever broader and
deeper).
There are times when Theresa Rebeck’s script feels a little
too predictable and too precious (with its inserted remarks about writers and
writing), but Amy Resnick and this talented mixture of her professional and
university team have come up with a Seminar
that certainly does San Jose State University’s College of Humanities and the
Arts proud and is well worth a visit to the Hammer Theatre Center.
Rating: 4 E
Seminar continues
its short run through March 25, 2017 at San Jose State University’s Hammer
Theatre Center, 101 Paseo De San Antonio, San Jose. Tickets are available at http://www.sjsu.edu/hammertheatre/
or by calling (408) 924-8501.
Photo Credit: Marissa McPeak
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