One of the joys of theater-going is
watching a consummate actor create his craft on-stage. Frank Langella, a three-time Tony Award
winner, is such a performer and he is once again gracing a Broadway production
in the drama, The Father.
He portrays Andre, an older man
living in a nicely appointed Parisian apartment. Rarely venturing out, he is experiencing the onset of
dementia. His daughter, Anne,
under stress from work and trying to provide in-home care for her father, is
understandably frazzled. Her new
boyfriend, Pierre, is supportive to a point. As the play’s dynamics progress what we think we see on
stage comes into question. Is the
man walking into the living room real?
A figment of Andre’s deteriorating mind? What about the other women entering the scene? Are they actually present? Where, exactly, is Andre living—his own
place or his daughters? And where
is Anne’s mysteriously absent sister?
Playwright Florian Zeller’s
inventive script is intelligent and clever. At first, The Father
appears to be a well-told tale of dementia and its affects on family. But by delving into the mind of Andre,
showing us the world through his crumbling mind, what he sees or may not see, the
audience is constantly kept off-balance. This keeps our attention focused on
the characters and their actions leading up to the heartbreaking finale.
In his portrayal of Andre, Frank
Langella gives the character many different looks and emotional faces. He can be dignified, jaunty, jarring, a
suave charmer, imperious, and childlike.
Another strength of this consummate performance is the shading and
subtlety he gives to the portrayal.
The theatrics are muted, which allows for a more convincing portrait of
a proud and complicated individual.
Kathryn Erbe, with her soul-searching looks and minimal movements, astutely
and completely conveys the grief and suffering Anne is undergoing. She is the more understated ying to
Langella’s flamboyant yang. The
other actors in the production—Brian Avers, Charles Borland, Hannah Cabell, and
Kathleen McNenny--are all first-rate in their supporting roles.
Scenic designer Scott Pask has
crafted a handsome Paris flat which, between scenes, slowly deconstructs,
paralleling the disorientation Andre is undergoing.
Director Doug Hughes smartly tones
down the histrionics of the actors, focusing on each character’s development
and singularities. He skillfully brings
a nuanced and steady rhythm to the production that allows the turmoil to unfold
in an unhurried, but urgent manner.
The Father, an
engrossing and gripping drama.