Monday, June 6, 2011

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof


- view from our seats of the stage at the Gate




This and Streetcar are probably my two favorite Tennessee Williams plays. As a playwright he truly captured a particular part of Americana and he should always be remembered and honored for his contributions to the American art landscape.



I've seen this play a few times before and loved the film version, especially the basement scene that takes place between Burl Ives and Paul Newman.



This play has introduced many to the word "mendacity" and that's a good thing. We'd all be better off in a world with less of it.



It's a bit strange watching a play set in the sultry American south performed by Irish (or English) actors that just don't seem to move the way those in the south do. Nothing wrong whatsoever with their accents but it was their movement that made me sense that something just wasn't quite right.



Maggie is a cat and cat's move a certain way. Elizabeth Taylor was a natural in the movie version and though Fiona O'Shaughnessy did an admirable job here as Maggie, she just didn't move the way Maggie from the south does... and because of this it felt a bit false.



I enjoyed the play nonetheless.