Gotta Play That Rock 'N' Roll Music

                                buffalorising.com | Mar 10th 2011 4:50 PM       
                                                                                
                                                                         

Tom Stoppard's ROCK 'N' ROLL opens at the Kavinoky Theatre...

ROCK 'N' ROLL, Tom Stoppard's masterful multi-media saga of personal and 
political liberation opened in a sweeping and dynamic production at the 
Kavinoky Theatre on Friday (March 4).

Featuring some terrific performances, a wonderful mix of rapid-fire dialogue 
and the artful use of multi-media techniques, the production makes for a 
thought- provoking and even compelling evening of theatre. The Kavinoky is to 
be commended for its grand effort here. This is not a production without its 
flaws, and it is a play not easily undertaken, neither by a theatre nor an 
audience, yet it is a play well worth the effort.  It's one that will stick to 
the ribs and come to mind long afterwards. 

In a recent interview in the New Yorker, Mr. Stoppard mused on the art of 
playwriting: "It's about controlling the flow of information, arriving at the 
right length and the right speed and in the right order.... If the audience is 
made to do not enough work, they resent it. Too much and they get lost."

I think Mr. Stoppard has hit all the marks on this one, except perhaps, that at 
two hours and forty-five minutes, he might want to re-think that length thing.  

Still, the time goes by easily enough, and time may be the least of the 
challenges confronting this play, which spans twenty-two years. More daunting 
is the roster of eighteen characters whose roles have been doled out among only 
twelve actors. The author intentionally doubled some roles, but consider the 
potential for befuddlement.  To his great credit, Director Doug Zschiegner, 
with some help from costume designer Dixon Reynolds, wig designer David Bova, 
and some very deft work by his actors, is able to keep the confusion of who's 
who to a minimum.

Also helpful is the fact that, unlike some of Mr. Stoppard's time-twisting 
works, this story follows a straight chronological and historical arc as it 
looks at the world of Communist Czechoslovakia and one particular Czech 
academic, Jan (a thoughtful and subtle Ian Lithgow).  Starting from the era of 
"The Prague Spring" of 1968 to the Soviet Invasion later that year, through the 
cycles of repression and counterrevolution, we end up at the fall of the Berlin 
Wall and the Warsaw Pact in 1989, all topped off with the triumphant 1990 
Rolling Stones Concert in Prague. A curious continuance? Yes, a bit, but you 
will see, a remarkable one.

The story, obviously one close to the heart and personal history of the author, 
shifts back and forth between the action in Jan's Prague and England's 
Cambridge, where Jan's mentor Max, a university professor (the venerable David 
Lamb) resides with his wife Eleanor, (played by the striking Josie DiVincenzo) 
who is also a professor. They live with their free-spirited daughter Esme (the 
young version of Esme is played by a very lively Stephanie Dale. The mature 
Esme in Act II is played by Ms. DiVincenzo.   Who's who indeed!) 

Together they live the life of a typical University Don in the relative comfort 
and security of post-war Britain. Theirs is a privileged world which mixes 
mundane issues of health and family life with the heady academic world of 
western philosophy.  Max and Eleanor count bottles of wine along with angels on 
the head of a pin. It is not fluff, but it is far from Iron-Curtain Bohemia. 

Max is a rabid, dogmatic, old-style communist, unwilling to abandon the ideals 
of Soviet Marxism while forgiving it everything from Stalin's purges to the 
occasional invasion of fraternal Eastern Block states with Russian tanks. Max 
never tires of reminding us that he was born in the same year as the Bolshevik 
Revolution. He suffers some ridicule as his brand of hard-line communism 
eventually falls into disrepute, but Max, in his quintessential ivory tower, is 
essentially insulated from the practical consequences of totalitarian 
repression.  

Jan, on the other hand, encounters just about all the slings and arrows an 
intellectual could suffer under the iron hand of the Czech puppet state. Born 
in post war Czechoslovakia, Jan was raised in England by his refugee mother. He 
is voluntarily repatriated to his native land after the Soviet re-occupation in 
1968.  Jan abandons the cocoon of East Anglia, and his less than challenging 
teaching position,  in order to experience the "real life" that is unfolding in 
Prague. 

Jan has no agenda other than to help his motherland, he wants only to get along 
and live his life, do his writing and enjoy his music. Even his police 
interrogator (in a wonderful turn by Peter Jaskowiak) cannot believe Jan's 
childlike innocence.  Jan refuses to sign the hail of protest petitions 
advanced by his friend Ferdinand (nice work by Steve Petersen) nor in any way 
offend the powers that be.  Things just aren't that bad, one should look on the 
bright side.  Jan's naivety, however, eventually undoes him, and costs him 
dearly.  

Therein lies the dynamic of ROCK'N'ROLL.  As director Szchiegner posits: 
 

"When do we keep faith in the beliefs of the past? When do we reform? (or) Go 
with the flow?" 


So, as Tina Turner might ask, what's Rock'n'Roll got to do with it ? 

A great deal, actually. Mr. Stoppard employs the parallel world of Rock music 
to elucidate the political and social interaction unfolding on the stage. The 
Rock music scene is not merely a euphemism here, that is, it's not simply a 
symbol of Western democratic notions of rebellion and individual liberty. Rock 
music  becomes a character within the play, it propels the storyline, marking 
not only the passage of time, but the passage of innocence.  

Rock music serves as a platform upon which to examine the dichotomy between the 
blaring pursuit of an Americanized, self-satisfied (hedonistic?) liberal 
lifestyle and the necessarily cramped, underground rock scene in the Communist 
East.  The Rolling Stones represent a lifestyle which, if it is political at 
all, is political more often by some casual intention than by any pressing 
necessity.  

Meanwhile, their ersatz poor relations, the Czech rock band The Plastic People 
of the Universe, may have been a pale Eastern European imitation of rock and 
roll, but they were musically sincere to the core and struggled just to exist 
as a band. Even while trying to avoid politics directly, they became political 
by default, by their mere existence. Perceived as a counter revolutionary 
threat to the state, the Plastic People, (along with a vast number of the 
intelligentsia) suffered arrest, show trials and imprisonment for the sake of 
their songs.    

Ultimately, Rock 'N' Roll is more than music. Rock represents a fundamental 
political paradigm. Rock is the purest example of capitalism's ability to 
change, to adapt and re-invent, to become reborn. It was this evolutionary ace 
up its sleeve that guaranteed the triumph of the West and, lacking that same 
genetic code, it also guaranteed the doom of Soviet style socialism.

Incorporating the Rock element, the recorded music and images, as a theatrical 
device into this production is a neat trick and was no easy task. 

Upon entering the theatre, I confess, my heart sank when I saw the television 
monitors flanking the stage and a very large screen hovering above the set.

Usually, such visual gimmicks mean only one thing: the play itself cannot be 
contained on the stage and the electronic media is needed to complete the 
story.  Too often that betrays a failure to structure the play properly, or a 
failure to somehow incorporate the pre-recorded elements into the live action 
on the stage.  The unfortunate by-product can be a jarring intrusion of 
flickering video images which tend to pull the everyone out of the theatrical 
experience, out of the theatre and cause the actors to constantly re-establish 
their connection to the audience. 

Here, however, the director has added the perfect moving images to the 
playwright's extensive (and explicit) playlist. The effect of the combined 
sound design (by Tom Makar) and video design (especially created for this 
production by Brian Milford) is inspired. It complements the action on stage 
and grounds the audience in both the time and place as time and place move 
along, and it does so without displacing the story unfolding onstage. It may be 
a gimmick, but it's a gimmick that works well for this production. 

The principal actors had some rough going in the beginning. Mr. Lamb's Max was 
somewhat stiff and rote, and Ms. DiVincenzo  struggled for a consistent English 
accent. To be fair, this may have only been due to traditional opening night 
jitters, (ah yes, even old hands can get the butterflies). Fortunately, 
however, as the play warmed up, so did the stars. 

By the time Eleanor held a tutorial with her graduate student Lenka, (the 
excellent Leah Russo - who is just terrific here), Ms. DiVincenzo had got her 
Eleanor down and we began to empathize with her. Mr. Lamb's thaw was more 
gradual, but by the time his Max had retired to sip his whiskey and soothe away 
the aches and pains of old age, both the actor and the character had reached a 
comfort level which connected more easily with the audience. 

Ian Lithgow as Jan, also seemed a bit slow out of the gate, so deliberate and 
reticent at first, I feared an imminent attack of narcolepsy. But Mr. Lithgow's 
Jan was always present, the intention was always there, and as uncontrollable 
events swirled about him, Jan's Zen-like temperament served only to heighten 
the cruelty and stupidity of the police state's heavy-handed oppression. 

Ultimately, all Jan's emotional distance and stoic forbearance provided for a 
smashing pay-off in his final reunion with Max in the last act. I won't spoil 
anything, suffice it to say it's really good. Well done.   

All the other actors do fine work. Besides the aforementioned Mr. Jaskowiak , 
Ms. Russo and Mr. Petersen, Nathan Winkelstein, Stephanie Dale, Hanna Lipkind, 
Kurt Erb, and Beth Donohue do some excellent work in either single or double 
cast roles.  Chris Kelly deserves a special mention for his witty performance 
as Milan, a shady secret policeman.    

The set by David King works well, with the usual fine lighting by Brian 
Cavanagh. Kudos also to the stagehands. The Kav, I must say, has got the art of 
the fast scene change down pat.  

As noted by the author, a little work on the audiences' part will go a long 
way. Try to get to the theatre early enough to look over the handy program 
insert, or go to the Kav's website and look at the historical material very 
cleverly contained there. It's not a requirement, but it's always nice to have 
a little scorecard if you're going to play the game. This is a really good 
show, try not to miss it.

ROCK 'N ' ROLL by Tom Stoppard, Directed by Doug Szchiegner for the Kavinoky 
Theatre, through April 3,  www.kavinokytheatre.com.
  

                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                        

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