Impressionism (The SOB Review)
***1/2 (out of ****)
Alright, alright. I know this is much too little too late, but at the risk of being stuck out on a precarious limb, let it be noted that I was absolutely charmed by Michael Jacobs’s Impressionism.
Maybe some critics just couldn’t see for forest for the trees. Coincidentally, in this story about the potential for love, its leading characters -- art gallery owner Katharine Keenan (Joan Allen) and onetime photographer turned Keenan assistant Thomas Buckle (Jeremy Irons) -- have difficulty seeing the infinite possibilities of a relationship that's right in front of them.
A truly lovely story with a lovely cast (André De Shields in particular deserves credit for his two scene-stealing roles) and lovingly directed by Jack O'Brien, Impressionism is one of those plays that stealthily sneaks up on you and packs an enormous emotional punch.
I guess it’s true that art truly is in the eye of the beholder.
This is Steve On Broadway (SOB).
Labels: André De Shields, Broadway, Impressionism, Jack O'Brien, Jeremy Irons, Joan Allen, Michael Jacobs, Play, The SOB Review



