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Plays: 'Buried Child' - Generations of dysfunction in pouring rain
By H. Frederick Tang
The dysfunctional family makes for great dramatic material. From Sophocles's
Oedipus Rex to Rick Moody's The Ice Storm, a peek into families
as messed up as our own, or better yet even more messed up, can be disturbing,
moving, and to some extent, comforting. In Sam Shepard's Buried Child,
the dysfunction is everywhere. It's Twin Peaks meets Ricki Lake,
where family tragedies and past secrets unravel to reveal the true psychoses of
the characters.
A constant rain sets the somber mood that permeates the first half of the
show. Dodge, an alcoholic ex-farmer, spends a typical day sitting on the couch
arguing with his shrill and utterly southern wife Halie, who primps and
prepares for a day out. For much of the first act, We only see Halie's
silhouette as she speaks. As she descends from the staircase to reveal her
physical presence, we feel as though she were a familiar aunt or grandmother
that we hadn't seen in a long time.
Tilden, Dodge and Halie's half-wit son, peels the ears of exquisite corn that
have inexplicably sprouted on the farm. Mundane activites like this serve as a
backdrop for the disturbances rumbling below. Dodge is more than just cranky.
Halie is less than her controlled facade. And it is clear from the onset that
Tilden, dumbly innocent as he appears to be, really knows much more than anyone
suspects.
Patrick Jacobi's, SY '98, masterful direction has brought out a wonderful
performance from the cast. Ryan Karels, BR '00, comes to life as Dodge, despite
spending nearly the entire play in one spot. He achieves so much mood and
character without much more than facial expression and voice. The same goes for
Noelle Teagno, TC '98, (Halie) who wins us over with her vocalization. The
beautiful southern tone is more song than speech and rendered with much
texture, particularly as she loses control of her family.
The real action begins when Vince, Tilden's son, returns to visit his
grandparents' farm after six years. When he arrives, no one recognizes
him--even worse, no one seems to care. As Vince leaves to buy his grandfather
whiskey, we suspect he will never return. But he does return, albeit not quite
the same.
Vince's (Andrew Grusetskie, TD '98) monologue at the end of the third act is
reason enough to see the show--it is pivotal to the understanding of Shepard's
play. At this moment we see how the cycle of dysfunction continues, from
granpaw, to paw, to son. Vince, who entered as a city boy cool guy, slips into
his grandfather's hat, takes a couple drags off his grandfather's cigarette,
and becomes the man we saw at the beginning of the show. The transformation is
magical and Grusetskie's range as an actor is immediately apparent. It is the
most significant and poignant moment in the show.
The sets, by J. Clay Satterfield, PC '98, at first glance appear to be
stripped and somewhat sloppy, but reveal their true beauty and texture when hit
by Matthew O'Neill's, DC '00, lights. As the show progresses, the combination
shows its true success. Strips of stylized southern architecture become magical
boxes where much of the acting is done in silhouette, lit from behind. The
angles cast beautiful oblique shadows of warm orange and red across the
otherwise bleak stage.
Surprisingly, for all the rain that is pouring down in the deluge, the scenes
appear jarringly dry save for some mud splashed on the walls. It would have
been wonderful had some of the fertile, wet texture, so evident in the sound
and the performances, permeated onto the sets. Diana Tuite's, TC '98,
costumes were rich, fun, and clearly a joy to pick through.
The Dramat presented both fall shows in the Yale Repertory Theatre this
year--a remarkable opportunity for undergraduates to stage a play on what is
arguably the best stage on campus, and usually strictly Drama School terrain.
After last week's problematic In Perpetuity Throughout the Universe, it
is comforting to see Jacobi and the company assemble a production at home and
comfortable in the Rep. With Buried Child, the Dramat has produced a
show that uses the resources at hand to the fullest extent--a show aware of the
space it inhabits and thus successful on the Rep stage.
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