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March 5, 1999 |
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THEATER REVIEW
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| A Young Man of Promise Who Has Lost His Way
By PETER MARKS |
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music swirls and flows in remarkable waves throughout the 75 minutes of
''Running Man,'' a new musical theater piece that is carving out a river
of heartbreaking pleasure in a tiny performance space in SoHo. Based on
the moving poetry of Cornelius Eady and the plaintive, sweet-and-sour
music of the jazz composer Diedre Murray, ''Running Man'' occupies a category
of theater all its own.
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Haas & Jajuan
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Operating at the exotic juncture where chamber musical, jazz session and opera might converge, the piece, performed spectacularly by a cast of six and a five-member orchestra, taps a well of feeling so deep at times it seems spiritual. By no means is this a conventional musical -- there are no show tunes in this show -- but it shares with the successful versions of more mainstream forms an eloquence in structure and storytelling.The story of ''Running Man,'' directed with a spare sophistication by Diane Paulus, is both elegantly simple and terribly complicated: Tommy, a young black man of great promise played by Darius De Haas, has lost his way in life, and the people close to him, his mother (Roberta Gumbel), father (Robert Jason Jackson) and sister, Miss Look (Kimberly Jajuan), summon him in song, both as a grown-up and a little boy (Chris Rustin). Their memories and reveries are encouraged, embellished and disparaged by a singing narrator, Seven (Ronnell Bey), who, seven years after Tommy's disappearance, asks the kinds of aftermath questions reporters always pose: What made him go bad? What made his luck turn on him? Mr. Eady and Ms. Murray know that finding the answers could take a lifetime. Confining themselves to a decidedly more economical time frame, they toss suggestions of a life gone wrong at us in offhand, lyrical ways, riffing on the sexual and social pressures brought to bear on a sensitive young man by a father obsessed with discipline and a mother in love with learning, determined that her son ''bring me the world.'' In one especially wrenching scene, Mr. De Haas sings of his confusion, of his ecstatic pain, while applying lipstick to his mother's lips.
Mr. De Haas gives one of the best musical performances this season. Assured and impassioned, his running man is a figure of mystery and pathos, his failure to thrive the stuff of modern tragedy. Ms.
Gumbel is a lovely and ultimately sorrowful figure. Mr. Jackson is equally
good as a father of foolish fortitude, and Ms. Jajuan proves to be a sister
of dignity and strength in pulling away when the brother threatens to
drag her down. Ms. Bey is both commanding and droll, and Mr. Rustin shows
himself to be a young actor with grace and presence. Together, they paint
with music the only new world in a long while that I'd like to visit again.
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