The Big Uncut Flick
Sometimes we don’t want a massive production,
especially when we want a comedy. And so Gracye Productions’ mounting of Todd Michael’s
play The Big Uncut Flick (at The
Studio Theatre at Theatre Row) fits the bill for a slight 75 minutes of fun.
The show presents an afternoon TV movie program (the titular Big Uncut Flick) in 1953. There are two
hosts, Mr. and Mrs. Matinee, aka Jack Sheldon and Arlene Lewis, who epitomize
the bland complacency of the fifties. The script puts them squarely in the
period. “As Senator Joe McCarthy would say,” says Jack, “Point of order, Mr.
Chairman.” And “You think our commercials are annoying, you should see the ones
they show on Russian TV.”
The rest of the cast perform on stage the day’s
movie, a 1934 crime drama called Say Ya
Prayers, Ya Mug. It’s about an ex-convict, a police sergeant, the ex-convict’s
sister (who’s a nun), a singer, a nice girl from the mid-West just arrived in
the city – in short, the whole crew of stock movie characters. We soon stop
trying to follow the plot and just enjoy the writing. “Put a muzzle on the holy
book lingo,” Michael writes. And “People who live in tin houses shouldn’t throw
can openers.”
Michael gives some variation on the theme when the
movie loses sound and the actors speak soundlessly, and when the film breaks
and the actors slump forward like marionettes without strings.
Director Synge Maher keeps everything moving
lickety-split during the movie; the pace is more laid back for the hosts. He
creates a terrific tension between the tones of the two stage realities,
juxtaposing 1953’s reflection of 1953 with 1934’s reflection of 1934. He’s
captured the unique, unmistakable flavor of each.
Maher has cast actors as Arlene Lewis (Todd
Geringswald) and the nun (David L. Zwiers), and he’s cast an actress (Melissa
Firlit) as the police sergeant. The gender-jumping is successful in the first
two instances, less so in the third. Craig MacArthur is right for Red, the
ex-convict.
But all the cast have comic skill. The actors in the
movie keep a consistent parodic tone; they’re cartoons.
Comedy doesn’t get broader than Say Ya Prayers, Ya Mug, and it’s well done. They’ve been directed
to get all the comic mileage they can out of the cheap, urban diction of most
of these characters – “It’s a good day for a double moydah,” for example.
But the show is at its best during the movie’s
breaks, when we’re presented with a more subtle comedy from Mr. and Mrs.
Matinee. Michael has given them stereotypically 50’s TV business, as when they
call a woman at home for the game Prizes
on the Line.
J. Richey Nash is terrific as Mr. Matinee. He
flashes his teeth in a stage smile and clips his diction in a stage voice. He
gets drunk without overdoing the comic shtick
and nods off matter-of-factly. It’s great!
We grow a little tired of the heavy comic diction,
but The Big Uncut Flick is great fun.
We always want to have a parody like this included in our Off-Off-Broadway
buffet.
Steve Capra
December 2016
December 2016