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Cheri Coons's play At Wit's End, which makes its world premiere at Florida Stage, spotlights the core group: Franklin Pierce Adams (Dan Leonard), Tallulah Bankhead (Eva Kaminsky), Robert Benchley (Jeff Dumas), Marc Connelly (Ladd Boris), Edna Ferber (Elizabeth Dimon), Jane Grant (Kathy Santen), Helen Hayes (Brooke Tansley), George S. Kaufman (Stephen Full), Dorothy Parker (Irene Adjan), Harold Ross (Sean Grennan), and Alexander Woollcott (Blake Hammond). As World War I ended, the Algonquin group was at the center of the cultural pulse of the nation, but instead of focusing solely on the time period as an artistic phenomenon, Coons's play revolves around the passionate and sometimes volatile literary and love entanglements of members Grant, Ross, and Woollcott. The play also details the auspicious and shaky beginnings of The New Yorker, one of the nation's oldest and most important magazines.
For as entertaining, humorous, and exquisitely performed as it is, At Wit's End does not rivet the audience to its seat or tip the world on its side with new insights into the human condition. It does, however, re-create a particular time in American history with more panache than most period pieces have managed to do this season. With its zany and predictable plot, At Wit's End successfully reproduces the era when this motley crew of artists made a name for themselves. These poker-playing, white lightning-swigging intellectuals animate and invigorate the standard one-liners, which were the main staple of comedy.
Woollcott, Grant, and Ross meet in Paris at the end of World War I. In the number "Say Partner," Woollcott reveals his hidden intention to marry Jane Grant, but when he realizes her heart belongs to Ross, he embarks on a madcap crusade to spoil their love and their dream of starting a literary magazine. Woollcott is always throwing around his money and connections to undermine Grant and Ross's plans. He even weasels his way into a real estate agreement with them so they are all sharing the same living space, which quickly gets the nickname At Wit's End, from which the play derives its title.
Coons's good-versus-evil plot line is deliberate. It is both a parody and a celebration of Roaring Twenties' slapstick-style comedies, coupled with a script that embellishes the mordant humor and flamboyant behavior of these intellectuals. The play truly captures their self-indulgent and sometimes infantile postwar delirium. It also is chock full of biting punch lines, as Franklin Pierce Adams sings, "I served in the war with Woollcott, but he always got served first."
Director Joe Leonardo has assembled a topnotch Broadway-caliber troupe. Despite the fact that so many famous personalities are represented, one character never overshadows another. Originally the show was written for a much larger cast, with multiple scene changes including various settings in New York, a scene in Philadelphia, and a flashback to the war in Paris. Leonardo, however, has made great use of Florida Stage's relatively small space and the well-trained troupe's versatility. The round-table members play a series of bit parts, such as a saleswoman, a waiter, and a bellhop, representing not only a Greek chorus but also a parade of enigmatic personalities. Tallulah Bankhead is the attention-grabbing diva cartwheeling across the stage. Dorothy Parker and partner Robert Benchley introduce themselves wryly as "the alcoholics." And Parker is always ready with a facetious comment. ("You can lead a whore to culture but you cannot make her think," she says of actress Helen Hayes.)
These actors have the well-trained voices essential to pull off a performance that requires an abundance of vitality, movement, and physical expression. Leonardo keeps the cast moving and singing almost nonstop -- quite an accomplishment for this almost three-hour-long production. The scene constantly is transforming. Jim Morgan's elegant set of brass fixtures, cherrywood panels, overstuffed chairs, and movable bookshelves adds authenticity and versatility to the scene. Actors throw down a tablecloth and they're at the Algonquin Hotel. They lay a piece of tarp across a chair and they are at Woollcott, Grant, and Ross's apartment, which is under construction. Leonardo also breaks up the monotony of a large cast on a small stage by having this agile troupe enter, exit, and deliver lines from the aisles. The actors never miss a beat in this string of jokes, songs, and Charleston-style dance numbers. Craig D. Ames's live piano throughout gives the time period its final touch of verisimilitude.
One of the most interesting aspects of At Wit's End is its subtext. The round-table characters acknowledge they are performing in a play without stepping out of character. They fight over who has to act out the bit parts and participate in sound effects by using a clacker for door-knocking and a bell for the telephone. This adds a comic dimension to the standard plot. One of the most comical roles is that of the starry-eyed blond actress Helen Hayes (Brooke Tansley), who is constantly complaining she has not been given enough stage time. At one point, in an attempt to steal the show, Tansley enters (à la Lucille Ball) disguised as a bellhop and dancing furiously in pink-satin toe shoes.