The all-star production of The Front Page is a fun and entertaining
show. Every actor—from John
Goodman to Sherie Renee Scott to John Slattery—is first-rate and has their role
down pat in this well-oiled, comedic machine. But the play doesn’t soar until the appearance of Nathan
Lane towards the end of Act II of the three-act show. His timing, facial expressions, manic gestures, and vocal
inflections are pure delectation.
The actor’s performance elevates the rest of his cast members making The Front Page, towards the end, an
irresistible laughfest.
Playwrights Ben Hecht and Charles
MacArthur, both former Chicago newspapermen, have created a love letter to the
rough and tumble world of tabloid journalism practiced in the early part of the
20th Century. The two
have written a seamless piece where scenes literally burst upon one another
with biting quips and wise-cracking banter coming fast and furious. The players—reporters, politicians,
police, and other colorful characters--are lovable louts, hapless losers, and
self-important incompetents.
Bureaucrats and elected officials can’t be trusted and are blunderingly
corrupt. Cynical? Yes. But Hecht and MacArthur have the personal knowledge and
writing background to infuse all the show’s disparate components into an
enjoyable confectionary mix.
The plot they developed centers
around Hildy Johnson (John Slattery), a brash, veteran reporter for the
Examiner. He’s just told his boss,
Walter Burns (Nathan Lane), he’s leaving the business to get married and take a
regular job in a New York advertising firm. While saying goodbye to his colleagues at the jail house
press room Earl Williams (John Magaro), a condemned man, escapes in their very
building, setting off a massive manhunt and scattering of all the hardened
scribes, except Hildy. Just as he
is about to leave the premises Williams smashes through one of the room’s
windows, injured and dazed. This
scenario sets into motion a raucous and crazed series of events that involves
the oafish sheriff (John Goodman), clownish mayor (Dan Florek), Joe’s would-be
girlfriend (Sherie Rene Scott), assorted newspaper men such as the prim and
proper Bensinger (Jefferson Mays) and a host of other broadly drawn characters.
The cast is led by the illustrious
Nathan Lane as the cantankerous, loud-mouthed editor, Walter Burns. The man can do no wrong on a Broadway
stage. Enough said. Other notables in the exceptional cast
include John Slattery, who is suitably dapper as the carousing, and pugnacious
star reporter, Hildy Johnson. John Goodman is marvelous as the befuddled,
bungling Sheriff Hartman; Dan Florek is marvelous as the bumbling mayor;
Jefferson May gives the scribe Bensinger a fastidious pomposity; Sherie Rene
Scott, is splendid as the downtrodden, misunderstood Mollie Malloy; and Holland
Taylor is wonderfully flummoxed as the mother-in-law to be, Mrs. Grant.
Nathan Lane, Holland Taylor, and cast members from "The Front Page." |
Director Jack O’Brien has effectively
been able to take this notable group of actors and actresses and adroitly meld
their considerable flair and savvy into a flawlessly rendered production. He has every scene humming and
judiciously mapped out with skillful movements and fast-paced repartee. The interactions are sometimes too
mannered and slick, but the overall composition is a harmonious success.
The Front
Page, an admirable production, with a talented cast anchored by
the virtuoso performance of the incomparable Nathan Lane.
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