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Opinionist: The Beebo Brinker Chronicles
Using just a few simple set pieces – the most prominent being an imposing platform bed – the stellar cast presents an ultimately affecting tribute to the solidarity of outcasts. OBIE-winner David Greenspan is as engaging as ever in his turn as a sort of gay Mother Hen to the neophyte Laura, played with great grace and wit by Marin Ireland. Autumn Dornfeld is bracing as the anguished, housebound Beth, while Bill Dawes and Carolyn Baeumler demonstrate their versatility with several pitch-perfect supporting roles. But this is Beebo Brinker’s world – the rest of them just sleep in it. As the butch Beebo, Anna Foss Wilson hilariously commands the stage with a rough charisma that had the audience in stitches.
Though the performances are somewhat stylized to accommodate the 50s idiom of the source material, the cast never succumbs to broad camp. In the wrong hands, The Beebo Brinker Chronicles might have amounted to little more than a tiresome, winking commentary on Eisenhower-era depictions of homosexual life. The narrative does sashay on a little longer than necessary, but by playing the story straight Hourglass Group unearths a real tenderness buried beneath the melodrama. The production has been extended through October 28th at The Fourth Street Theatre [83 East 4th St]. Tickets cost $35.