“I fell asleep the other night with my eyes open. I thought I was dreaming about a ceiling.”
This was my first Neil Simon play and gosh, this was so freakin' FUNNY. This was 114 pages, and pages 1-111 are frequently funny; even its beats of dramatic moments or tension are quickly disarmed with humor. But pages 111-114? Wow. That sentimentality and the shift took me for a whirl. I had a lump in my throat on the PATH train as I was finishing reading this. I told my technique teacher Ella that I had that reaction at the end, and she said, "typical Neil Simon." And she was happy that I took initiative and read this.
The last few times I went to my local library I checked out theater-related things; what kick-started it was going to the library for a book of men's monologues so that I could pick one to do for my scene study class. Then I went back for The Flick by Annie Baker, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? by Edward Albee. When I went to return those, I was just browsing the shelves, without a particular author or title I was gravitating for purposely. The title + Neil Simon caught my eye. I read a brief blurb that it was about a tumultuous writers' room, and then I read Simon's little dedication and his shoutout to all the writers that helped him, which included Mel Brooks.
I thought, "yeah, this is enough of a hook." I figured it'd be witty, punny, and rhythmically sound. They also had the original cast written, and J.K. Simmons, Nathan Lane, and John Slattery together on stage, along with the rest of the cast, was probably electric. Circa 1995, so they were all relatively younger (for whatever reason I imagine they all look exactly the same). Helped me visualize their characters and then I used my imagination for the others.
“Thirty years from now he’ll be writing game shows and I’ll be VP of MGM screwing Lana Turner.”
“When she’s sixty-two? Why?”
The premise is a group of writers for a weekly variety show are meeting to write for the week's show and discuss why their boss (the manic genius that they write for, Max, who I imagined would've been played wonderfully by Nathan Lane) had a shotgun ready to shoot the night before. Each writer is introduced seamlessly and imbued with personality; each are so distinct that even without watching, I have a great sense of who each is. I can see them so clearly, and that's from the beautiful dialogue and characterization from Simon.
“It’s Ira. He’s running late at his analyst’s.”
“I thought his analyst died.”
“He met another one at the funeral.”
The play discusses the state of the world and how some of them can only cope with humor. In a time of corporate greed and slashing truly creative, profound works for simple programming that can be enjoyed by the masses (does this sound familiar?). While the era of this show is during McCarthyism, there were many parallels you could make for today. References are dated, but I thought they were all sweet. It's always a game for me to understand these references -- pop culture, history. You turn into quite a history buff with the more art you take in and process.
I hope to read some more Neil Simon soon! Not sure when this play kick will end, but it's been so enjoyable.