| Michael Patrick Trimm and Shannon Donovan in Danny and the Deep Blue Sea |
Don’t
be fooled by the placid opening moment of Danny and the Deep Blue Sea, a
tumultuous look into the mental makeup of two tortured souls.
Playwright
John Patrick Shanley wastes no time launching the two characters who sit alone
and apart at opposite ends of a grungy Bronx bar into verbal fisticuffs that sometimes
gets perilously close to physical assault.
Roberta
(Shannon Donovan) sits quietly munching on a bowl of pretzels while Danny
(Michael Patrick Trimm) lounges agitatedly at another table mulling over a
pitcher of beer with a foamy head that nearly fills half the pitcher.
The
two are the bar’s sole occupants, their isolation accented by lighting
designer, Annmarie Duggan’s shadowy, low-level illumination.
The
conversational ice is broken when Danny asks if she’d like to share her salty
snack. Instead of a polite no, he gets a rebuke as sharp as a slap in the face.
Roberta, you see, is as far from versed in the art of politesse as a hungry Komodo
dragon on the hunt.
As
virile and physically intimidating as 29- year-old Danny is, his left eye blackened
and fists aching from a recent brawl, Roberta, while smaller of stature but toned
and physically robust, is almost as threatening with her seemingly defiant,
fear free demeanor. She often seems oblivious to Dany’s quick trigger anger
that so frequently leads to so many fisticuffs that his coworkers refer to him as
“the Beast.”
Add
to this explosive mix that fact that both come with a lot of mental baggage and
dark secrets that neither seem capable of handling. While the early dialogue
leads to an expectation of the possibility of a bloody and tempestuous episode,
the pair seem to understand and see something in one another that suggests a relief
from their brooding, bitter angst. and relentless mental demons. The relationship
between the two is a high voltage mix of attraction, antagonism, hostility and confrontation,
a slam dance version of Romeo and Juliet.
Earlier
this year, I got to see Trimm solo in a PICT production of The
Smuggler. I was so impressed with his work, I gave him one of my best
reviews saying “Years from now, he and the production just might be considered
one of the most memorable one-man shows to have ever graced a Pittsburgh stage.”
As
Danny, I wondered if he was going to be a one-hit wonder, but fortunately he
came away with flying colors – again. His rugged physical volatility is one
that exudes virility in such a macho-toxic manner, you never believe he was
able to evolve into the more awkwardly sensitive chap he’s portrayed later in
the drama.
Happily,
he found his Thespian match in Donovan, who is as convincingly masterful as
Trimm is palpably fierce and anger-filled. Donovan also acts as the play’s
fight choreographer; an assignment she succeeded so well at you can almost feel
the pain of the pummels and slaps they inflict on one another. On a lighter
side, intimacy coordinator, Ricardo Vila-Roger aptly applies his craft in
scenes that require a softer touch,
Director
Kelly Trumbull has the play so finely tempo-ed that the lines roll of the
actors’ lips with the precision of a Patek Phillippe. This adds even more to
the overall excellence of the production.
| Michael Patrick Trimm and Shannon Donovan in Danny and the Deep Blue Sea |
Despite
the verbal fisticuffs and limited physical assaults, the play
not-so-unexpectedly ends up in the bedroom, where both characters temporarily find
relief from their malaise and even begin envisioning a life together. Early
morning, however, brings them back to their quotidian existential condition
leaving the possibility of a future together up in the air.
While
Danny may not have the assurance of the happily ever after ending audiences
have come to value, it does provide an illuminating look at the dynamics of two
people challenged by their past mistakes and present fears. Independently-produced,
this gripping drama gets a watch-worthy staging
that features two praiseworthy actors up to their knickers in talent.
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