NYC:
Kathleen Chalfant in
"The Last Letter"
A play by Frederick Wiseman
"Subtle
heartbreaking clarity"
--Village Voice
Lucille
Lortel Theater
121 Christopher Street
tickets:
212-239-6200
From
the novel by Vasily Grossmann. A monologue written in the form
of a Russian Jewish mother's last letter in 1941 to her son from
the confines of a Ukrainian ghetto. The mother is a doctor who
carries Chekhov into the ghetto as she awaits execution by the
occupying Germans.
"We are living in one of the darkest times since my birth, said
Kathleen Chalfant. "The play deals with the belief that the only
way to rule is through fear."
From
Theatermania. Com:
Letter
Perfect
Kathleen
Chalfant plays a Holocaust victim in The Last Letter, a solo play
by Frederick Wiseman based on the Russian novel Love and Fate.
By:
Brian Scott Lipton
Vanity
is a trait one would hardly associate with Kathleen Chalfant.
This magnificent actress has stood before us stark naked and with
her head shaven in Wit, dressed in the remarkably unstylish duds
of a Mormon matron in Angels in America, and clothed in funereal
garb as the aunt in Caryl Churchill's Far Away. But Chalfant wants
to make one thing perfectly clear about her latest project, Frederick
Wiseman's The Last Letter: "Anya is 60 when the play takes place
in 1941 and I will only be 59 in January," she tells me with a
laugh, referring to her character, a Jewish ophthalmologist in
World War II Russia who faces the impending doom of the Holocaust.
Adapted
from the Russian novel Love and Fate, this solo show will run
from December 11 through January 11 at the Lucille Lortel Theatre.
The Last Letter opens the 2003-2004 season of Theater for a New
Audience; it will be followed by a new production of Pericles,
directed by Bartlett Sher, and W.S. Gilbert's rarely-seen Engaged,
helmed by Tony Award winner Gerald Gutierrez.
Despite
the depressing nature of the play's subject matter, Chalfant was
thrilled to be offered the part. "Of course I wanted this job!
It's perfect: It's 55 minutes long and it's five minutes from
my house," she says, once again half-joking. "Seriously, I consider
this role to be the last of my Wit perks. Jeffrey Horowitz [artistic
director of Theater for a New Audience] came to see me about two
years ago, after seeing me in Wit, and asked if I wanted to do
this show. It's taken this long for all our schedules to come
together. And I found out that Fred [Wiseman] has come to see
everything I've done in the last two years -- which is amazing,
considering that he lives half the year in Paris."
Wiseman,
a well-known documentary filmmaker (as is Chalfant's husband of
36 years, Henry), has worked on various versions of The Last Letter
for five years, and has filmed it with the French actress Catherine
Samie. Chalfant has not the seen the film -- she says she will
do so after the show closes -- but she read the novel in preparation
for the role. Or, rather, she began to read the novel: "I stopped
halfway through when I realized I was discovering more about Anya
than I wanted to know," she says. "Everything I need to know is
really in the text of the play. It's a letter she's writing to
her only son, who lives in Moscow, and it covers about two months
of time, from when Anya's first put into this ghetto in the Ukraine
to just before everyone will be marched out to the forest and
shot. I was born in 1945, so World War II and the Holocaust were
part of my history growing up, even though my family isn't Jewish.
But I knew much less about what happened in Russia than what happened
in Germany or Poland." Chalfant says that, surprisingly, the play
has many laughs that spring from Anya's ironic sense of humor.
"I'm having about as much fun as one can when doing a play about
the Holocaust," she remarks, "but I will be very curious to see
what the audience reaction is."
Chalfant
is used to dealing with unusual audience reaction; in the past
year alone, she's heard it all, having performed Far Away (she
succeeded Frances McDormand), Talking Heads (for which the entire
seven-person cast of monologists won OBIE Awards,) and Marguerite
Duras's Savannah Bay, which she performed at the same time as
Talking Heads for nearly a month, shuttling between Classic Stage
Company on East 13th Street and the Minetta Lane Theater. "With
Savannah Bay," she says, "I eventually got used to the fact that
we were only going to have about 100 people a night and some of
them were not going to get it. On the other hand, there was this
whole class of audience -- these older European women -- for whom
the play was kitchen-sink realism. They used to come back and
bring their daughters! No matter what, the reaction wasn't as
violent as with Far Away. People used to stop me on the street
and scream, 'You were fine but what the hell was that play about!'"
These days, people are more likely to stop her and ask how she
feels about HBO's $60-million, six-hour film version of Angels
in America, in which Meryl Streep takes on Chalfant's stage role
of Hannah Pitt. Chalfant hasn't seen it -- and doesn't intend
to. "I can't watch it," she says. "They keep inviting me to the
screenings and I just can't go. Maybe I'm being chicken, but that
show is six years of my life; I was with it from the beginning.
I have to say, I am very excited that it's making such a splash.
I think it's one of the most important pieces of art of our times.
I also feel that way about Tony Kushner's new work, Caroline,
Or Change at the Public. I've still never watched Wit, which HBO
filmed with Emma Thompson in the lead. I did talk with Emma about
it afterward and she was really wonderful. I haven't spoken to
Meryl. Maybe someday I will be able to watch both of them."
Chalfant is looking forward to some quality time off from her
career after she's finished with The Last Letter. "This is the
first time since Angels -- well, definitely since Wit -- that
I don't have another job lined up," she notes. "I feel a bit nervous,
like I'm walking on the edge. But in a way, I am pleased to have
time for myself. We renovated the house recently, and I still
haven't taken all the books out of the boxes and ordered them
on the bookshelf. If this show is my swan song, it's been a good
run." She says that she'd be perfectly happy just playing grandma
to Amelia, the 2 year-old-daughter of her son David (a musician
and record producer) and his wife Katryna (the lead singer of
the rock group The Nields). The Chalfants' daughter, Andromache,
is a set designer.
But
the thought of Kathleen Chalfant retiring is laughable. Already,
there are some possibilities on the horizon; among them is a return
to the CBS series The Guardian, in which she has a recurring role,
and a project with the International WOW company. If she had her
druthers, what would be next on her dance card? "When I first
came to New York in 1973, I started doing new work and it's been
that way ever since," she says. "So if I don't get going on the
classics, I may miss out. People keep saying I should do The Glass
Menagerie, though I don't have any idea why. I've only done one
Shakespeare, Henry V, and I would love to do the Queen in Richard
III or a female version of King Lear.
"I'd love to do more Beckett," she adds. "I adored doing Endgame.
But since Marian Seldes is doing those short plays peerlessly
now, I guess I'll wait! I've really wanted to do Ranevskaya in
The Cherry Orchard; I almost did it with Doug Hughes at Long Wharf,
and there's a chance I may do it next year with Les Waters [her
Savannah Bay director] at Berkeley Rep. And, of course, I'd love
to do Long Day's Journey. Fortunately, I've got a few years left
before I'm too old for Mary Tyrone."