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Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Arts Theater review: Race
Posted By Perry Tannenbaum on Wed, Feb 29, 2012 at 5:12 PM
I’ll say it again: with lawyers like these, who needs criminals? Throughout his distinguished career, playwright David Mamet has demonstrated that he is an equal opportunity cynic. Long before they collaborated with bankers and financiers in the latest Great American Economic Meltdown, ethically-challenged real estate brokers were skewered by Mamet in Glengarry Glen Ross. He trained a gimlet eye on academe in Oleanna after eviscerating Hollywood in Speed-the-Plow. Just before Race, now running at Carolina Actors Studio Theatre through March 24, Mamet targeted the White House with November — and Nathan Lane — before Bush 43 could get his foot out the door.
By stripping off the veneer that has ennobled the profession of Perry Mason and Clarence Darrow, those great seekers of truth and justice, Mamet shows us that the people who uphold our legal system — and by extension, the people who write our laws and lead us — are calculating, dishonest, amoral, and above all else, watching out for themselves. Part of the fun is that while Mamet is subjecting law partners Jack Lawson and Henry Brown, plus the firm’s new minority recruit, to the merciless glare of his searchlight, the playwright also turns the mirror on himself. Winning a case in court, as Lawson describes it, is unmistakably akin to telling a story and deftly manipulating an audience’s attention and sympathy onstage.
Some of that fun goes missing in the CAST production directed by Charles LaBorde when he casts the shark-like Lamar Wilson as Lawson. On Broadway, James Spader stepped out of Boston Legal to play the white partner of the firm, so the lawyer’s bon mots in Act 1 sounded like the corrosive epigrams of an Oscar Wilde comedy. With LaBorde quickening the pace and Wilson heightening his blood pressure, Lawson comes off far more predatory, volatile, and mean. More like the hustlers we expect in Mamet. More subversive.
As Charles Strickland, the celebrity white defendant accused of raping a black woman, Christian Casper also takes us in a different direction. Richard Thomas came before us on Broadway expensively dressed and immaculately groomed, as if escaping a crush of snoopy reporters when he arrived at the offices of Lawson & Brown. Who could possibly believe this clean-cut all-American was secretly so savage? Not our John-Boy Walton! Dressed simply in jeans and sweater (a la Steve Jobs?), Casper makes the supposition far easier to entertain. Where Thomas seemed pompous and conceited, fretting that every hair of his image remained in place, Casper seems confused, humiliated, shaken, and contrite.
Plotting by Mamet is satisfyingly savvy and intricate as the firm accepts Strickland as a client and builds his case. Race is not only an issue in the defendant’s alleged crime. It is woven deeply into the fabric of the firm, for the other two members we see are black. J.R. Jones is every bit as impressive as the dapper, skeptical Brown as he was last year terrorizing everyone — including the audience, if I can speak for them — in When You Comin’ Back, Red Ryder? He’s the partner who was wary of welcoming Susan to the firm, not Lawson, and he’s the one who has kept her college thesis handy when she slips up. Nor is he oblivious to the fact that Strickland is playing the race card in choosing Brown to defend him. On the subject of race, Jones fires off some one-liners that will open your eyes as wide as Wilson’s.
Paradoxically the most righteous and outrageously unscrupulous person we see, the mission-driven Susan is compellingly portrayed by Nicolle Danielle Watts, especially in Act 2 when the pace slows down and we hear her fully. Throughout the evening, a neatly clipped 92 minutes plus intermission, Mamet delights in toppling the pieties and shibboleths of our society’s attitudes toward race — discarding what we pretend they are, or what they should be, and rubbing our faces in what they actually are. All this while, Mamet is toppling another presumption. Tentatively admitted into a men’s firm, Susan isn’t content to go with the flow.
By the time the evening is over, this Susan has not only made waves, she has steered the boat. Nothing escapes her, not even a stray mention of Venice. You do not cross her, and if you’re wise, you do not look at her the wrong way. When she makes her final exit, all eyes irresistibly turn in her direction. What we’re looking at is as fearsome and untamed as Medusa.
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