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...vets Jeremy Geidt (as the Machiavellian party animal Dr. Atmos) and Thomas Derrah (metamorphosed by terrific make-up into the knife wielding Latin chucklehead Boupacha) turn in some outstanding acting in the Grand Old Style. This is particularly impressive considering that they are spouting dialogue that sounds like it was written by Nietzsche and Bernard Shaw after a tankard of Johnnie Walker, a few lines of coke, and several stale pizzas were consumed between them...
Thus with The End..., we watch (listen carefully) a play about a playwright trying to write about a play about the nuclear issue. In the first moments, Michael Trent is approached by a very wealthy mystery man named Philip Stone (Jeremy Geidt), who has devised a brief dramatic outline concerning nuclear war. He offers Trent a huge commission to base a play upon it. With stern eyes and a solemn bearing, Geidt is wonderfully menacing as he compels the confused playwright to take on the task. As Trent, Howard displays a suitably messy mixture of opportunism, hesitation, and curiosity...
...upside, the director has discovered a comic sensibility of excess that could hold the seeds of a brilliant production. Kilty litters the stage with throwaways, sight gags (a very prominent Cherub's phallus is put to some inventive uses), and blatant two-dimensional parodies. Two pedants, Holofernes (Jeremy Geidt) and Sir Nathanid (Harry S. Murphy), converse while playing a hilariously dishonest game of croquet; the clownish Constable Dull (John Bottoms) runs his bike into a hedge; the Queen of France enters in a '37 Cadillac (What is behind the ART's fascination with getting vehicles on stage?). Most attempts...
Throughout Love's Labour's Lost, the comic, rather than the romantic, leads pull this show through. Geidt has been around English departments long enough to pillory tweedy blusterers with disarming exaggeration. Murphy's lisping curate is straight out of Life of Brian; I waited all evening for him to say "Welease Woger!", but it never came. Rodney Hudson plays the chamberlain Boyet with liveried style and an infectious sense of fun. John Bottoms is anything but Dull as the pinch-cheeked idiot bobby, proving once again he may be the best thing going...
...first week of the tour, the reception has been "marvelous," Geidt added, "That's what keeps us sane...