Review: PHILADELPHIA, HERE I COME

 

By Toby Zinman

For the Inquirer

The Irish Heritage Theatre, a new company, is introducing themselves to the city with Brian Friel’s Philadelphia, Here I Come. This is a play that speaks to the Irish heritage of Philadelphia: it’s about a young man who decides to leave his small town in Ireland to move to Philadelphia. It’s a story of excitement and fear that must have been repeated thousands and thousands of times all over Ireland.

Friel is the Big Daddy of twentieth century Irish drama, and Philadelphia was his first success.  He is best known for Dancing at Lughnasa, although his most thrilling  plays, to my mind, are Translations  and Faith HealerPhiladelphia is not a great play, and its deficiencies—overlong, sentimental, obvious—are highlighted by this brave but amateurish production under John Gallagher’s direction.

It is brave of a new company to present a play requiring a cast of fourteen actors, and to set it on a tiny stage where they barely have room to move (with some unfortunate music leaking through the walls competing with the quiet dialogue).

The drama’s central device is that the protagonist is split between the Gar (Dan McGlaughlin) who is the public person, visible to all the people in his world and  Gar (Steve Medvicick), the private person who speaks his inner thoughts and feelings.  Together they represent the young man’s internal struggle, his yearning to connect with his father, his profound boredom with this predictable town and its people, and both his irritation and his kindness.

McGlaughlin, as the public Gar, is the standout in the cast—perhaps because he’s a good actor, and perhaps because the role calls for restraint—so he delivers a performance that is genuinely nuanced and subtle.  All the other characters are pretty much clichés, variations on the stage Irishman, and played as such: the cold old befuddled father (John Cannon), the failed poet (Steve Gulick), the colleen (Kirsten Quinn) Gar is desperately in love with, the blathering aunt (Mary Pat Walsh), the crass big-talking drunks (Thomas-Robert Irvin, Eric Thompson, William Crawford), the overworked maid ( Kate Danaher).

There’s very little in this production of the tasty language that makes Irish drama so appealing, and Philadelphia, Here I Come offers little understanding of the complex politics and passions that leaving your native land entails.

 

Irish Heritage Theatre at Walnut Street Theatre, Studio 5, 9th & Walnut Sts.Through May 20. Tickets $15-25. Information: www.irishheritagetheatre.com

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