"I Hate Hamlet," Ross Valley Players

A winning poke at Will

Norman A. Hall plays the ghost of actor John Barrymore in the
comedy 'I Hate Hamlet.' (Provided by Ron Severdia)

By Mark Langton
IJ Correspondent

Article Launched: 11/15/2006 10:38:52 AM PST

THE ARTIFICE OF television and the self-importance of "the Theatah" meet and cross swords in Ross Valley Players' bravura production of Paul Rudnick's droll comedy, "I Hate Hamlet," which had its opening last Friday at the Barn Theatre in Ross.

With both parties bringing the requisite superficiality and elegance to the debate, both acquit themselves quite admirably, thanks primarily to three crucial elements: The vision of the multitalented director Bruce Vieira, a number of standout performances by a couple of newcomers to RVP and the runaway comic performance of the incomparable Norman Hall.

In case you're wondering, theater wins.

The original Broadway production of "I Hate Hamlet" opened in April 1991, closing after only 88 performances. It lives on, however, on community theater stages from coast to coast as wildly popular revival-fodder - and one can easily see why.

The story concerns shallow television personality Andy Rally (David Shirk) who has taken up residence in a Greenwich Village loft long ago occupied by stage and screen actor John Barrymore. Since the cancellation of Andy's TV series, "L.A. Medical," the pretty-boy actor has been offered the role of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark, Barrymore's most celebrated role. Only trouble is, Andy, who possesses all the literary depth of a small wading pool, has no real love (or actual knowledge) of Shakespeare, beyond reluctantly indulging his Ophelia-esque, virginal girlfriend (Mistyann Loetterle) in hilariously bad re-enactments of the balcony scene from "Romeo and Juliet."

The play opens as Manhattan real-estate agent Felicia Dantine (Teri Trovao) is showing Andy and his girlfriend the gothic, castle-like former residence of Barrymore - itself well appointed for any production of Hamlet, thanks to Don Cate's playful but authentic set design. Andy has rented the place sight unseen to prepare himself for the role by some sort of lazy osmosis, owing in part to the coaxing of his sophisticated, German-born theatrical agent (and, not coincidentally, former Barrymore paramour), Lillian Troy (played by Deidre Green), who also drops in. They are joined later by Gary, Andy's Hollywood director, who weighs in for La-la Land in the debate.

Before too long, broker Felicia leads the little group in a s}ance to summon the spirit of Barrymore, whose ghost ultimately rises from his grave to dole out Pelonius-like advice to his would-be successor on acting, life and romance.

Veteran actor Hall, perfectly cast as the ghost of Barrymore, has the audience in stitches from the moment he appears, descending the staircase in full Hamlet regalia, knobby-kneed tights and all, complete with a fanfare of thunder and billow (thanks to the excellent lighting design and special effects by Les Lizama).

"I do not overact," declares Hall as Barrymore. "I merely possess the emotional intensity of 10 men." You can say that again, as director Vieira wisely allows that emotional and comic intensity free rein to steal nearly every scene, careening across the stage from hidden bottle to hidden bottle, displaying a swashbuckling gift for drunken hambone worthy of Sid Caesar in "Your Show of Shows."

However, Hall is not the only scene-stealer in the cast. Green's Lillian Troy, Andy's heavy German-accented agent ("May I shmoke?") repeatedly brings down the house - sometimes with only a casual flick of her cigarette - in a performance reminiscent of Madeline Kahn, notably decked out in a spectacular beaded gown by costume designer Michael A. Berg.

David Shirk, who appeared at the Barn last summer as the villainous Simon Vale in RVP's "Over My Dead Body," is suitably vanilla as TV star Andy. Though less effective in Act One (in which, to be fair, he is called upon to be bland), he comes on like gangbusters at the start of Act Two, invoking not so much Barrymore as Hall, and the two warm into a hilarious comedy team.

RVP newcomer Trovao, who does a decent imitation of Fran Drescher as Andy's brassy real-estate broker, effectively takes over for Green, stealing the otherwise overly long s}ance scene. And much like her performance as Bianca in Shakespeare at Stinson's "Taming of the Shrew," Loetterle's energetic performance as Andy's girlfriend Deirdre is winning and adorable.

Another surprise is newcomer Matthew Boucher as Gary, the Hollywood director. Aside from Barrymore, he rapidly delivers the best lines in the show, dissing Central Park Shakespeare ("It's Shakespeare for squirrels!") and the resistance of modern audiences to Shakespeare ("It's algebra on stage!") and uses his body like balletic soft shoe.

Too often content to be an extended sketch in two acts, it should be noted that "I Hate Hamlet" does have a couple of deep moments. In two speeches in Act Two, director Vieira, who makes his directorial debut with this production, permits Hall to upstage himself, by doing a serious reading of Hamlet's famous advice to the players.

This is immediately followed by an equally moving soliloquy, in which Barrymore regrets the squandering of his art and soul in Hollywood, following his past New York triumphs. That Act Two speech seems to touch something deep, almost tragic, in Hall, and thus, powerfully, in us. For this reason alone, go see it.

Review

What: Ross Valley Players' "I Hate Hamlet" by Paul Rudnick

Where: Barn Theater, Marin Art & Garden Center, Ross

When: Through Dec. 17; 8 p.m. Fridays and Saturdays, 2 p.m. Nov. 26, Dec. 3, 10, 17 and 7:30 p.m. Nov. 30, Dec. 7, 14 and pay-what-you-will on Friday

Cost: $16 to $20

Information: 456-9555 or http://www.rossvalleyplayers.org/

Rating: ¬¬¬¬

Mark Langton can be reached at mark.langton@comcast.net.