If Tracy Letts had any good sense, he would have retired from playwriting after "August: Osage County." Instead, he gave us "Superior Donuts." And "September: Osage County" it is not. To put things in terms of Winnie the Pooh, if August was all hyper and bouncy and exciting like Tigger, Superior Donuts is sort of slow and sweet like Eeyore. Except everyone loves Eeyore, and as the woman sitting in the row in front of me, who left five minutes before the show ended as she stormed into the hallway, "This is the worst thing I've ever..." (and that's all we got before the door closed behind her). While I don't agree with her assessment, Superior Donuts is indeed far from a perfect play.
On the plus side, Michael McKean is fabulous as the immensely likable hippy owner of a donut shop in Chicago. It's so not a performance I would have expected from him, which made it all the better. The play is about the owner of the donut shop, and the feisty college drop-out who he is convinced to employ (by the boy himself). The scenes between the two really crackle, and make up the high points of the play. Unfortunately they're not always on stage together, and while McKean's character is just as entertaining when he is interacting with the other folks in the play, the boy's character in his one scene alone, while important to the story, is really very dull. And McKean doesn't escape unscathed either, because Letts took his character's backstory, chopped it up into manageable bits, and has him deliver them directly to the audience in between scenes. In response to that extremely lazy playwriting, I strongly suggest the audience take the opportunity to grab short naps in those sections of the play, because they seemed, quite frankly, to be almost entirely unnecessary.
Also unfortunate, are the final two scenes. Well actually to back up a little bit more, in what I guess was the antepenultimate scene, which is actually very emotional, the play is rudely interrupted a number of times by what I think must have been the crowd reaction to Hugh Jackman and Daniel Craig exiting the stage door across the street from the Music Box, where Superior Donuts is playing. I was in the center of the rear mezzanine (which by the way are fine seats) and heard the screaming, so I can only imagine what those in the orchestra heard. I almost wish the producers would decide to change the start time of all the performances to 7pm, just to avoid that irritating distraction. Or they could cut McKean's monologues, thus shortening the play and avoiding the problem that way.
Anyway, so then we have the penultimate scene, which include an absolutely ridiculous (yes that term also comes from the woman who would later storm out, but this time she was right) fight scene that is not only very unconvincingly executed (chalk that up to this being the first preview), but also just didn't make sense period. I won't spoil the reason for the fight, but it was a jaw-dropper of absurdity. Then the final scene started out as emotional - and perhaps I felt this way because I was distracted by the walk-out - just devolved into sappy and dull.
It's too bad the final scenes were such a let down, because there IS a lot to enjoy in the play. I don't think I mentioned the other supporting actors, but I should say that there is absolutely not a weak link in the ensemble. The roles may not all be the juiciest, but they are all absolutely believably performed.
I hope Letts takes this preview period to continue making changes to the play (*cough* like rethinking the monologues *cough*). I read somewhere that he said he made a number of changes between the Chicago and NY runs, so hopefully some of the things that didn't work were just experiments that didn't work. Despite some serious moments, the play comes across a quite slight, which I thought was kind of a nice change of pace. It was sort of refreshing to see a play that didn't run the audience through the emotional ringer. It's not so bad to see something that's merely pleasant every now and then. That is unless you've payed $116.50 for it.
(This is a totally random aside, but when I typed those *cough*s in the last paragraph, I actually started coughing. That's never happened before. Craaaaazy.)
