Lombardi (The SOB Review)
**1/2 (out of ****)
Want to see a grown man cry?
I'm talking about the type of guy who religiously spends each and every Sunday afternoon watching pro football, either in person or in the comfort of his own living room. You know the kind. One who likely never had Broadway, let alone live theatre, on his radar screen.
That is, until the NFL-produced Lombardi entered the field of new shows opening on the Great White Way this fall. The outpouring of emotions all around me in the audience from those very types of grown men was palpable. So choked up was one gentleman seated behind me that he began sobbing near the end of the play as it became clear that -- just as in real life -- there would be no happy ending for Vince Lombardi. And when the lights came on, there were plenty of other men with red eyes in the house.
If there's one lesson to be gleaned from the sturdy, yet astonishingly vincible Lombardi, which opened last week on Broadway, it isn't that someone other than Vince Lombardi coined the phrase, "Winning isn't everything -- it's the only thing." No, it's that the revered football coach who turned around the Green Bay Packers isn't some outlandish hagiographic caricature. Instead, to his credit, playwright Eric Simonson offers a Lombardi who is very human and highly fallible.
Fortuanately, director Thomas Kail has the winning Dan Lauria on his team tackling the title role. So effective is Lauria that his imposing presence is felt onstage even when he's not on it. Additionally, his uncanny resemblance to Lombardi is astounding. As the coach's long-suffering wife Marie, the intoxicatingly droll Judith Light pours wry observations along with wit that's every bit as dry as the martinis she's constantly swilling.
Yet somehow, this likable Lombardi feels incomplete. If Lombardi is not quite the touchdown Simonson and Kail have strived for, it's largely because they haven't provided a level playing field. Much, perhaps too much, attention in this playbook is given to the coach's fierce devotion to teamwork, but it comes at the expense of providing any real nuance to Lombardi himself. The very heart of what made this coach a true champion is fumbled, relying too heavily on exposition from the huddle of Marie and team members, as well as a fictitious journalist, to fill in what few blanks the playwright allows.
But ask the guys around me at Lombardi if all that matters, and I'll bet they'd insist I simply made a bad call on the play.
This is Steve On Broadway (SOB).
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Labels: Broadway, Dan Lauria, Eric Simonson, Judith Light, Lombardi, Play, The SOB Review, Thomas Kail, Vince Lombardi
posted by Steve On Broadway (SOB) @ Thursday, October 28, 2010
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