Wednesday, December 28, 2011

"Seminar" Review: Rickman et al Talk About Books


If there was one thing I learned from my first semi-official theater review (I refer to my review of the Hamilton College Theatre Department production of Woyzeck, which you can find on the Hamilton College Spectator website here), it was that set design is a damned important part of any production. Of course, Woyzeck was not my first theater experience in which the set played a huge role. I saw a traditionally barebones production of Wilder’s Our Town in high school and could not help but recognize the importance of the set. But not until Woyzeck did the open-ended possibilities of set design strike me. 

So it was with great curiosity that I observed the set design of Seminar, the Broadway play written by Theresa Rebeck and directed by Sam Gold, which I saw last week. I should note that the set doesn’t change for almost the entirety of the play; with the exception of the final scene, the entire play takes place in the living room of the Manhattan apartment of Kate (Lily Rabe), an aspiring young writer, who, along with fellow young writers Martin (Hamish Linklater), Douglas (Jerry O’Connell), and Izzy (Hettienne Park), decides to take part in a seminar with over-the-hill novelist and writer Leonard (Alan Rickman).

It goes without saying that Rickman is the star of the show. He is thoroughly unpleasant, constantly irritable, and totally hilarious. The wicked barbs that Leonard tosses at the young writers might be funny enough coming from another actor, but Rickman's inhabitation of the character is perfect. Best known as the wonderfully ambivalent Professor Snape in the Harry Potter film franchise, Rickman digs into the same tortured teacher psyche, but provides less of a moral force and more of a lecherous, freewheeling sensibility in the character of Leonard.

But as much as the play celebrates Rickman’s wicked humor, there are several understated aspects to the play that might largely escape the notice of the audience. As aforementioned, I latched on to set design as a personal interest in the play. The set of Kate’s living room, it turns out, would have been wholly unremarkable without the contrast of the second set—the living room of Leonard’s loft. Given the relevance of literature in the play, it shouldn’t be surprising that the central difference between the two sets is their treatment of books.

In Kate’s apartment, the books are treated as ornamental objects; in one bookshelf, the books are arranged by the color of their spines to loosely form a rainbow. The books become superficial—mere props. On the other hand, the books in Leonard’s apartment are the opposite of decoration. They are scattered haphazardly across the entire room: piled on furniture, stacked on the floor, overflowing Leonard’s desk.

This might seem merely an empty distinction but for the shifting attitude towards books that accompanies the change in set. While the characters stomp and snarl through Kate’s apartment, they focus on the author rather than on the literature. The play largely consists (as one would expect) of author-related squabbles—Martin doesn’t like Douglas; Kate is in love with Martin; Izzy is a nymphomaniac—until the final scene. Well, I should admit that the squabbles continue, but the real climax of the play is Martin’s discovery of a novel manuscript written by Leonard.

When Leonard protests Martin’s reading of the manuscript, Martin proclaims, “It doesn’t belong to you anymore!” Somewhat unclearly, he finishes, “It belongs to itself.” Suddenly, the novel is disconnected from its author. What’s fascinating is that Martin does not offer that the novel belongs to everyone. The novel simply is itself. But the set design reinforces that sense of the novel’s independence; books are important in their own right in Leonard’s loft in a way that they were not in Kate’s living room.

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