Time Out Chicago - “3 STARS”
Mar 13, 2009 in Reviews
Bartleby the Scrivener
Herman Melville’s tale of a copyist who gradually refuses to perform any of his duties has posed interpretive riddles since its appearance in 1853. Does the recalcitrant Bartleby (Smith) represent a pathological case study, a parable of resistance to capitalism or perhaps a proto-existentialist exercising pure freedom by simply preferring not to? Mary-Arrchie’s straightforward production leaves Melville’s enigmas intact while bringing out the uncanniness that Bartleby bequeaths to the Wall Street offices of his employer, Standard, as well as the odd humor inherent in Bartleby’s situation. When fellow scrivener Turkey sings a song to perk up the catatonic Bartleby, Melville looks like a 19th-century David Lynch; an exchange in which none of the scriveners can avoid the dreaded word prefer has a Pythonesque tone.
As in much of the production, the latter scene’s pacing seems slightly off-kilter. Pivotal scenes, such as when Bartleby first unveils his epochal refusal, move at a clip that blunts their impact; less crucial moments drag, partly due to the design’s awkwardly long entrance-and-exit scheme. Each scrivener is strikingly portrayed: the irascible Nippers (Carlo Lorenzo Garcia), the boyish Ginger Nut (Shirley Cean Rogiers), the alcoholically effusive Turkey (a beautiful turn by Kraft). While Smith plays Bartleby with an eerie stillness, like a scrivening Buster Keaton, Lahrman as Standard, the narrator and sole character granted a full range of emotion, drifts in and out of focus. He’s at his best in the final scenes, when the full impact of Bartleby’s plight and the casual, friendly brutality exposed by his refusal become bracingly apparent.
— John Beer





