Review: Edie Falco shines in touching 'The Madrid'
This undated theater image released by Boneau/Bryan-Brown shows Edie Falco, left, and Phoebe Strole during a performance of "The Madrid." (AP Photo/Boneau/Bryan-Brown, Joan Marcus)
NEW YORK (AP) — Humans, we're told, have an ingrained flight-or-fight impulse. We either flee stress or stay and put up our mitts. The hero of Liz Flahive's new play is definitely in the first group.
Martha, a kindergarten teacher played with usual soulfulness by Edie Falco, is a runner. In fact, the first scene opens with her teaching a class of children and then slipping away, telling them, "I'll be right back."
She's lying: She won't be back. She's been planning this escape for a long time. For the rest of the play, it's up to her family — husband, college-age daughter and mother — to come to grips with the hole made by Martha's abdication.
They do it exceedingly quietly, befitting a play with a hero who bolts rather than fights. There are few fireworks or tears in Flahive's touching, funny and beautiful play, whose world premiere is produced by the Manhattan Theatre Club and opened Tuesday at New York City Center.
This is the second play for Flahive, a writer for Falco's Showtime show "Nurse Jackie," and she proves a talent to watch, her characters deeply grounded and her dialogue profound without being flashy. And with the addition of an adolescent giant, she even seems to flirt with magical realism.
She's aided by Leigh Silverman, who lets the essence of the vignettes that make up the play unspool softly, knowingly. And David Zinn's sets work simply and beautifully, including a comfortable home's parlor, a bar, a cluttered lawn and Martha's apartment.
This undated theater image released by Boneau/Bryan-Brown shows Edie Falco during a performance of "The Madrid." (AP Photo/Boneau/Bryan-Brown, Joan Marcus)
Martha, we learn, has fled without warning to a run-down apartment complex downtown named The Madrid and is living out a sort of post-mid-life-crisis fantasy. She spends her days in a bar and has decorated her new apartment as if she were in college again, complete with beanbag chair, a Jane Fonda poster and fold-up bed. She has left her cellphone behind.
She does this now rather than ferry her doddering mother (a feisty Frances Sternhagen) to the grocery story or chitchat with her husband (a sad sack John Ellison Conlee) or hover over her daughter (a solid Phoebe Strole). Martha has wanted to flee for years but had to wait until her daughter was grown.