Money For The Begotten?
Supposedly, Spacey is seeking $25,000 per week, along with an extra 10 percent of the weekly take over $350,000. Naturally, we're only getting half the story, and there's no word yet on whether Spacey's demands are for real, and if so whether they'll be met or countered.
If the production attracts sizeable crowds, it will be in no small part due to Spacey's role in the show. There's no denying Spacey's a distinguished thespian of the first order with two Oscars and a Tony to show for his breadth of talent. And while he's been tirelessly working across the pond as the Old Vic
's artistic director for reportedly nominal wages (and thus foregoing more lucrative film opportunities) over the course of more than three years, there's no discounting the critical acclaim his portrayal of James Tyrone, Jr. in London has already garnered. That will, no doubt, further enhance the box office despite the paltry draw of the last Broadway revival in 2000.
Compared with most Great White Way fare, A Moon For The Misbegotten is arguably a smaller show, with only five principal characters and substantially lower overhead than the typical production. Savvy audiences are smart enough to know that such factors don't make the tickets any less expensive -- they just make producers' return on investment come back more quickly.
So at a time when overzealous producers are already charging exorbitant "premium" seating tickets at well over $200 a clip, shouldn't more of that money go into the hands of those squarely responsible for placing butts in the seats in the first place? I won't begrudge Mr. Spacey one moment for trying to negotiate a handsome reward for himself; in my mind, he's earned it.
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Labels: A Moon For The Misbegotten, Broadway, Kevin Spacey, Play, Revival