Word: mantello
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...takes real chops to do this stuff," raves her director, Joe Mantello. It takes chops for Flockhart even to sit for an interview these days, since it usually means having to defend her eating habits to total strangers. (She's thin, folks.) But talking in quiet, manicured tones in her dressing room, Flockhart, 34, explained why she chose to spend her hiatus from TV work appearing in a dark off-Broadway play that will do little to boost her stock with Hollywood moguls shopping for the next Julia Roberts. "There was no [career] strategy involved," she says. "I decided back...
...Pity the play that doesn't live up to its advance "controversy." Terrence McNally's recasting of Christ as a contemporary homosexual might have drawn more fans had it really been a gay Godspell, as some sniffed. Instead it's a sober, impassioned work, given great force by Joe Mantello's clean and clever staging...
...injustice. Years from now, when the brouhaha is past, Corpus Christi may get its due as one of McNally's best, most moving and personal works. His updating of the Christ story is witty but not patronizing, as sober and cleansing as a dip in baptismal water. Joe Mantello's production--a bare stage, apostles clad in identical white shirts and khakis--is a marvel of spare inventiveness. And the hushed audience reaction at the climax testifies to an artistic success that will outlast the howling...
Eight gay men on three summer weekends: a simple device for Terrence McNally's elegant meditations on manhood and friendship, maturity and mortality. This witty, generous, intimate epic (in a pristine off-Broadway production directed by Joe Mantello) follows McNally's Lips Together, Teeth Apart and A Perfect Ganesh. By now he has to be rated our most consistently satisfying playwright...
...Leibman, in the role of his career, makes the ruthless lawyer a delinquent child, waggling his tongue, mocking his superiors, cackling as he spews abuse, playing the telephone like an organ as he hypocritically curries or grandiosely dispenses favor. Stephen Spinella as the sick, saintly queen and Joe Mantello as his unhinged lover are endlessly watchable, nakedly real. Alas, David Marshall Grant and Marcia Gay Harden are ciphers as the Mormons, he as stolid as wood and she vibrating like Jell-O; neither offers insight into the pain that mainstream audiences are most apt to understand...