The nexus of Fulton St & Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn is a cultural treasure these days. The Brooklyn Academy of Music’s two presenting venues with the Polonsky Shakespeare Theatre in between and a dance center adjoining all of it seals the deal.
At the Polonsky on Ashland, “About Alice” is being presented by Theatre for a New Audience in previews these days. Based on a precious 78-page book which is a Valentine/eulogy written by Calvin Trillin about his late wife, Alice, this adaptation, also written by Trillin, strikes the same tone.
There’s one problem with the adaptation: Trillin tells instead of shows us the story. He tells us Alice was buoyant, optimistic, and, foremost, a beloved mother. He tells us that New Yorker readers loved his voice as he spoke with great love about Alice. I wanted to see it dramatized.
Having read the small tome, I was looking forward to hearing this in the style of a Nick and Nora, or a Noel Coward or a Neil Simon.
Speaking to the audience, punctuated by illustrations of dialogue that serves as examples, each character of “Calvin/Bud” and “Alice,” tells us that she was George Burns to his Gracie Allen.
I leaned in, eager to watch them banter like that.
This is the struggle in adapting a work from one form to another.
At the end of the 75-minute play, I could hear the sound of plastic crumpling as tissue pocket packs were opened, noses were sniffling and I saw one audience member weeping at the end of curtain calls. It’s moving. Being told a love story that was cut short is a sad experience.
I support nonprofit theatre loyally. If you’re inclined to do the same go see the play. It’s a fine theatre group. But if you read the book, read it again. If you haven’t yet, pick up a copy in the lobby and spend a Winter afternoon warming yourself with the ballad of Alice & Calvin.
One more thing: Carrie Paff, who plays Alice, is a blond doppelgänger for Laura Benanti. Had I not known Benanti was performing Eliza in My Fair Lady at Lincoln Center, I would have sworn it was she. Now that I think of it, her brand of daffiness may have provided the best ballast to Calvin and brought the effervescence the play needed.