Theater Review: Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf

Albee's drama is a savage ritual, eviscerating human relationships.

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Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf By Edward Albee Translated & directed by Micha Lewensohn Cameri Theater March 27 The program cover shows Martha (Anat Waxman) and George (Gil Frank) wearing boxing gloves, but this no-holds-barred, down-and-dirty, anything-goes slugfest has never heard of the Queensberry rules. It's two in the morning. Associate professor George and wife Martha, the university president's daughter, stagger home to Neta Haker's beautifully disquieting set from a faculty party; they get into it even before the guests arrive. Willy-nilly, Nick (Yaron Brobinsky) and Honey (Netta Garti) are hauled into the fray, and before the drink-sodden, invective-loaded evening is over, all four have been lacerated to the bone. Albee's drama is a savage ritual, eviscerating human relationships. Lewensohn's quietly ferocious direction reminds us that chaos lies very close to the surface, that we have a talent for brutality, that we must reach beyond our instincts to reveal compassion. Intricate and understated, Gil Frank's George grows to magnificence. He pulls the strings and the others dance to his tune. Albee's Martha is a true-blue harridan, and Waxman does her full justice. She also lets us glimpse the frightened child within, and that's no mean feat. Garti and Brobinsky climb skillfully into Honey and Nick (too often ciphers) and make real people of them. A fine production.