The Performers by David West Read, set at The Adult Film Awards, is real theater of the absurd and is also a wicked weird reality that pushes boundaries in subject matter and language.
Hilarity ensues as porn stars get ready for their big night. The magnificent Cheyenne Jackson plays the main contender, and he has an amazing depth of humor in his portrayal of his truly stupid character (as well as the best body in town). Ari Graynor as his wife and sometimes co-star has a charming density and the timing of a master. Jenni Barber as the inflated blonde is perfect, Daniel Breaker as Jackson’s square interviewer and friend is a fine contrast to the others, all of whom, though totally believable, are caricatures in some way. The gorgeous Alicia Silverstone, as the fiancé of Breaker, takes her transformation in the play to almost unimaginable heights, and Henry Winkler, master comedian, masters his role of the old, old porn star. It’s really fun to see him on the stage.
The premise? There are two: 1. Jackson is sure he’ll win. 2. His wife is furious with him because he kissed the blonde on the mouth. Director Evan Cabnet is a comic genius -- he guides his cast into absolute believability as they take comic business beyond anything on Broadway except perhaps The Book of Mormon. Anna Louizos’ marvelous set becomes part of the action as it dissolves from scene to scene, lighting by Jeff Croiter is perfect, and Jessica Wegner Shay’s costumes are brilliant -- they enhance and magnify each character. I laughed so much I stopped taking notes -- I didn’t want to miss a line or a physical action or expression of these super comedians.
