THEY did everything right, in marketing terms. The consensus was that no show could make it on Broadway this season without a movie star, the most glorious reviews of all time or both. But no problem, thought the producers of "The Miracle Worker." They had
Abigail Breslin.
Who could beat that? Little Abigail, the 13-going-on-14-year-old who charmed moviegoers out of their box-office dollars as an unlikely beauty-pageant contestant in "Little Miss Sunshine" four years ago. Little Abigail, who could act as well as be adorable, if her Oscar nomination was any indication. Little Abigail, who was practically an American Girl doll come to life. Little Abigail, whom lots and lots of theatergoers' daughters would be dying to see. Playing
Helen [expletive] Keller!
So why, two days after opening night, were the producers talking about the possibility of
closing? It's the same story as for Neil Simon's "Brighton Beach Memoirs" earlier this season. People just weren't buying tickets.
The production has Alison Pill (above left, with Breslin) as
Annie Sullivan, Helen's teacher. A Tony nominee for "The Lieutenant of Inishmore" and, for fans of the film "Milk," an unforgettable presence as Harvey Milk's take-charge lesbian campaign manager. Matthew Modine, a popular stage and screen veteran, is Helen's father. And the director is Kate Whoriskey, a hot property because of the way she'd handled the Pulitzer Prize-winning "Ruined." It's possible to see the two plays as parallel because both are about damaged girls.
"Brighton Beach Memoirs" had a hot new director too. (David Cromer, fresh from "Our Town.") And that did them no good.
O.K., it was a very bad sign that
Ben Brantley's review in The New York Times (
"Taming a Child") summarized the production as "sadly pedestrian." Right in the first paragraph. The play "delivers full emotional frissons only in its final, fail-safe scene," he wrote.
But there was enough praise for Breslin all around to make hers a
must-see performance.
TERRY TEACHOUT, The Wall Street Journal's longtime critic, loved Breslin. He called her performance "jarringly intense" and "downright remarkable." John Simon, writing for Bloomberg News, agreed, writing about a "tremendous performance" that managed "to be
both demonic and touching." Linda Winer of Newsday praised her for "a sweet desperation and go-for-broke physicality."
Keep in mind an old truth: Show me six critics in a room, and I will show you seven different opinions. Variety gave the play a politely positive review. Elisabeth Vincentelli in The New York Post was crazy about the final scene but pronounced the production as a whole "
too timid." Joe Dziemianowicz in The Daily News was on the negative side ("often wan") but really liked another child actor, Lance Chantiles-Wertz, who played "Annie's ghostly little brother."
I looked back at the New York Times review for the original production of "The Miracle Worker" to see if it was an unconditional rave. And it wasn't, really. In 1959,
Brooks Atkinson declared Anne Bancroft's performance as Annie glorious and Patty Duke's as Helen "absolutely superb." But he wasn't at all happy with the show overall, complaining that it still looked like a television play (on which it was based).
But the 1959 production ran on Broadway for two years and was made into a cherished 1962 film that won Oscars for both Bancroft and Duke.
MAYBE this situation is not all about the reviews. I was invited to one of the post-opening press nights and asked three different friends to accompany me, with the guarantee of good seats and the likelihood of an audience light on tourists. No reviews had appeared yet, and none of the three were theater insiders who might have heard buzz, good or bad. But one begged off with a previous engagement, and the other two simply said they had no interest in that play.
Is this show just too earnest for us? "The Miracle Worker" is the story of a little girl --- blind, deaf and mute --- who could make no connections with the world and a
dedicated, determined young teacher with problems of her own who took charge, fought like hell and succeeded in introducing that child to the world with all its wonders. If it came along today, they might have put it on Lifetime.
As I was debating this idea with myself last night, Will Forte popped up on the Weekend Update segment of "
Saturday Night Live" and did a routine that included the line "Helen Keller said 'wa!' " Wherever we are right now on the continuum of sincerity and skepticism, it's someplace where Helen's moment of enlightenment is a punch line. (If you're one of the people who never saw the movie, "wa" is the syllable that Helen triumphantly utters when Annie has succeeded in conveying the concept of water to her. The heavens open, and angels sing.)
Still, 10-year-old girls aren't that cynical. At least I hope not. And wouldn't it be nice to take the kids to a Broadway show that doesn't have a fairy-tale princess or a
flying nanny? As Winer, looking around the theater at "The Miracle Worker," wrote in Newsday: "One can watch young people get caught up in a genuine reality show. That's worth a lot."
"The Miracle Worker," by William Gibson, directed by Kate Whoriskey, Circle in the Square Theater, 235 West 50th Street, (212) 239-6200, miracleworkeronbroadway.com. Opening night: March 3, 2010.