When Irish guys are smiling (from left): Rebecca Berkman-Rivera, Amanda Jane Cooper and Laura Lee Mixon welcome Jerzy Gwiazdowski, playing the title character in PICT's The Playboy of the Western World. Credit: Photo courtesy of Suellen Fitzsimmons.

The Playboy of the Western World, by John Millington Synge, is often considered a masterpiece. But if you’ve never witnessed it — productions are uncommon these days — Pittsburgh Irish & Classical Theatre’s staging might make you wonder how it acquired that reputation.

The plot comes across. The language doesn’t. Director Andrew S. Paul has staged everything dynamically, with a capable and energetic cast. However, given that 1907 play’s reputation depends largely on Synge’s skillful replication of regional speech, you should be able to understand the dialogue. Certainly the actors have mastered alien dialects and accents over a period of weeks. But Paul seems to have overlooked the idea that audiences need to thoroughly understand what is being said in just two hours. Clarity should take precedence over authenticity. On opening night, blank faces ringed the stage out there in the aural and physical darkness. At intermission, informal chats with other attendees confirmed puzzlement, even annoyance.

The play comes across as a wild comedy with a satirical edge. Young Christopher Mahon stumbles into a small Irish town’s pub far from home. He reveals that he murdered his father. Instead of condemnation, the townspeople idolize him. While local women vie for his attention, however, he only has eyes for Pegeen Mike. But when Christy’s father shows up more alive than dead, the locals turn on Christy as a fraud.

You can follow all that, and how Synge skewers rural ignorance and duplicity — points Paul’s staging emphasizes with imaginative leaps and romps all over the playing space. And when passionate characters become vociferous, there’s no mistaking why. You certainly appreciate the talents of visiting actors Jerzy Gwiazdowski and Mari Howells, portraying Christy and Pegeen Mike, as well as Pittsburgh’s Philip Winters, as Old Mahon.

Moreover, PICT again provides informative program notes; reading them is helpful. There’s a five-page glossary, and text from the script that you could find bewildering, e.g, ” You’ve turned me a likely gaffer in the end of all, the way I’ll go romancing through a romping lifetime from this hour to the dawning of the Judgment Day.” Imagine that pronounced trippingly on the tongue.

A few people on opening night were having a great time. They must have come thoroughly prepared.

 

The Playboy of the Western World continues through Aug. 16. at Henry Heymann Theatre, Stephen Foster Memorial, Fifth Avenue at Bigelow Blvd., Oakland. 412-394-3353 or www.picttheatre.org

When Irish guys are smiling (from left): Rebecca Berkman-Rivera, Amanda Jane Cooper and Laura Lee Mixon welcome Jerzy Gwiazdowski, playing the title character in PICT’s The Playboy of the Western World. Credit: Photo courtesy of Suellen Fitzsimmons.

One reply on “The Playboy of the Western World”

  1. Mr. Spencer should be ashamed of himself. “Clarity should take precedence over authenticity”?? Did you SERIOUSLY write that?? That’s like saying a T.S. Eliot should have written Cliff’s Notes for all his poems. The very purpose of Art IS authenticity: a striving to create a truth of this life of ours. Not an outline or a definition or a pedantic cliffs notes/cheat sheet. If people are uneducated or ignorant of Playboy’s vernacular than the responsibility for comprehension lies on the shoulders of those viewers, not on the artists performing it. That demeans the integrity of everything art is meant to do for the human spirit. In short, art should inspire its audience to rise UP to a higher letter; it should never stoop down to accommodate ignorance. Art, at its best, strives for truth and authenticity so as to INSPIRE those to discover something they may have previously been ignorant of. Art BELIEVES in the human spirit and its inexhaustible capacity… and the second artists begin stooping down to accommodate clarity (at the expense of authenticity)… well, then they cease being artists. You underestimate your viewers, Mr Spencer, and you should be ashamed. Anyone in this day and age can go online and look up what “loy” means. But not everyday do people get to see such fine artists performing with all their hearts.

    Constance Wu

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