An intriguing character and performance is that of Sam Babbitt as Morty, a longtime benefactor to Emma's organization. Gamm veteran Babbitt frequently presents a wise elder, but here he's going for something else. In the first of two restaurant scenes, he plays Morty as a bit of a foolish fop, red satin handkerchief spilling too far out of his breast pocket. In the second, when he knows that things with Emma have turned ominous and she is considering changing the name of the Joe Joseph legal fund, he is almost a different person, dressed smartly and knowingly attentive. Interesting characterizing decision.

Political dismay permeates the play, affecting even the apolitical characters. So it's worth quoting in full the beginning of Ben's graduation toast to his daughter. "Emma, it's 1999," he says. "In this decade we saw the Soviet Union collapse and my dad die. Clinton is a big-business president, the poor are getting poorer, racial divides are deepening, we're dropping bombs in the Balkans and people are complacent. We're about to see a new millennium, and it's hard to imagine things getting much worse."

On the brink of a national election, when things could get awfully worse if the country makes an awful decision, the Gamm's After the Revolution is a bracing reminder of the power of consequences.

< prev  1  |  2  | 
  Topics: Theater , Tony Estrella, Gamm Theatre, Amy Herzog
| More


Most Popular
ARTICLES BY BILL RODRIGUEZ
Share this entry with Delicious
  •   TWOTENOYSTER BAR & GRILL  |  July 23, 2014
    One of the appealing features of living in a place called the Ocean State is that there are plenty of water-view restaurants.
  •   BEE'S THAI CUISINE  |  July 16, 2014
    On the radar of Providence foodies, the ding of Bee’s Thai Cuisine has grown increasingly louder and brighter.
  •   THE FINAL COUNTDOWN  |  July 16, 2014
    Strap in for a fast-paced adaptation of Agatha Christie's classic mystery.
  •   A SO-SO SATIRE  |  July 02, 2014
    There’s this poor country whose medium of exchange is goats (actually, promises of parts of a goat — promissory goats).
  •   PROFOUNDLY SILLY  |  June 25, 2014
    It’s been more than a half-century since Eugène Ionesco’s first play, The Bald Soprano , was written in a burst of splenetic post-WWII exasperation over the ludicrous behavior of his species.

 See all articles by: BILL RODRIGUEZ