Nicky
Silver’s acidic comedy, “The Lyons,”
opened off-Broadway to great reviews last fall at the Vineyard Theatre; and, with
the original cast in tact, has recently shifted venues to Broadway where the
two-act play now resides at the Cort Theatre. The play involves interactions between members
of a, you guessed it, dysfunctional Jewish
family in which the father (Dick Latessa as Ben Lyons) is lying in his hospital
bed awake and aware but dying of cancer. He is at “rest” in the hospital room surrounded
by his immediate family – the matriarch,
Rita Lyons (played with near-strategic condescension and brutal “motherly”
honesty by Linda Lavin), and, at various intervals, by an alcoholic, battered daughter
(Lisa Lyons/Kate Jennings Grant), and a homosexual, borderline sociopathic son (Curtis
Lyons/Michael Esper) who, we learn, tends to envision, only imagine, his
romantic partners rather than actually (physically) have them in fact.
The dialogue and laughs are fast, pointed, and, well,
regularly furious in the first act, and Ms. Lavin’s lines throughout the
evening are wittily wicked, pure savagery. But, the second act (in two scenes)
seemed, at least to this audience member, to be at once removed from, and
somewhat disconnected to, the play’s larger
theme(s) and, really, played rather peripherally to the major subject(s) at
hand. Indeed, the two second-act scenes appear
so much an extension of the action that they, together, might provide subject
matter for a second play, or, at least, a sequel. After a while, too, the bitter (at times
menacing) dialogue and exaggerated gestures wear on you, the voices drone on, as
each Lyons family member’s hang-ups, character “disabilities,” deeply rooted
flaws pile up one atop another until you find yourself just waiting for all of this
mishegas to end. I won’t give
that – the end – away; suffice it to say, the end is a bit unbelievable and
hyperbolic, but, typical for Rita Lyons, rather victoriously unpleasant.
Overall, “The Lyons” is, likely, the very best
full-length, family-based, everything-and-the-kitchen-sink harangue on Broadway
since “August: Osage”!
Dinner prior to the theater proved considerably more
pleasant – and very successful. We had
switched our dining spot from a Mediterranean bistro on 9th Avenue to
a location closer to the Cort Theater, between 6th and 7th
Avenue, selecting the pan-Asian
touristy spot, Ruby Foo’s, at Broadway
and 49th. (We had eaten here on one prior
occasion and found it tolerable, but with some culinary merit.) This time, with a new head chef in the kitchen,
or so we were advised, we found the food piquant, complex, and interesting … and
the service friendly, patient, and calm for so large (300-seat) and so tourist-central
an establishment.
The four of us had a few appetizers, two mains, and three
small bowls of brown and (sticky) white rice. Our appetizers included simple but tasty steamed
shrimp dumplings (at $9.50), from the
dim sum menu, and their especially enticing version of “Asian chicken lettuce
wraps,” accompanied by hoisin sauce and “crisp lettuce cups” ($11.).
The main (fairly large) plates were equally on target, equally
intriguing: a spicy beef udon with
seared filet mignon in a fabulous tobandjan sauce (at $24.); and double
pan fried noodles with shrimp & scallops in a tangy chili-garlic sauce
($22.50).
We swilled it all down with both Hoegaarden (Belgian) draft beer
and a fruity Japanese wine. Much to choose from at Ruby Foo’s, and in many
categories, at this Times Square pan-Asian palace ... and recommended highly if
you happen to be in the immediate area!
We moved on to the theater, stopping for strong-ish lattes and
Italian pastries (including a very fresh, creamy, "white/white" cannolo) in
preparation for an approaching, over-the-top theatrical experience, which, ultimately,
the play – “The Lyons” – turned
out to be!
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