“Fat Pig”, a play in one act by Neil LaBute
Presented by SpeakEasy Stage Company
Roberts Studio Theatre at the Boston Center for the Arts through April 7, 2007.
Running time 100 minutes, no intermission
For tickets and information, go to www.speakeasystage.com
If your view is that the world is a pretty cruel place, watching a Neil LaBute play is not likely to change your mind. His plays have a way of cracking the codes of dysfunctional or damaged people and inflicting them upon the hapless within their range. In “Fat Pig”, playing at the Calderwood Pavilion he lobs another one into our midst.
“Fat Pig” has a couple of powerful actors, grossly funny humor, and moments of poignancy. It illuminates the brutal effects of peer pressure then leaves us with the message that love is not enough to overcome it. This has the potential to be a theatrically rewarding experience if the two main characters infuse their struggles with nuance and complexity.
Photo from Boston GlobeThe play’s first scene, a chance meeting in a cafeteria of tall lean twentysomething Tom with a plus sized -let’s get it out of the way, fat - young librarian is delightfully awkward and tentative. Some self-deprecation on Helen’s part, gauche foot -in-mouth remarks by Tom, lead to an unexpectedly good-natured conversation and a date to meet for dinner.
Both of them have relationship issues. Tom (James Ryen) wouldn’t be able to identify his feelings in a police line-up. Helen (Liliane Klein) has endured marginalization as a plus-sized woman for her whole life.
You want to root for them to manage to swim against the current. With the right partner, Helen just might have the strength to stay the course. “I’m ok with it (her size), the trick is to get other people to feel the same way,” she says. With someone who loves him unconditionally, Tom might find the courage to withstand the onslaught of derision heaped upon him at the office or the ridicule of others he imagines as they see the couple in public.
The play’s scenes switch between ones in which Tom and Helen fumble around toward intimacy and Tom’s cubicle, which represents the cold, cruel world. Tom’s colleague Carter (Michael Daniel Anderson), preoccupied with Victoria’s Secret body shapes, his need to play seek-and-destroy with his own women, and his (family) connection with obesity, mercilessly belittles Tom’s friendship with Helen.
Tom’s former girlfriend, colleague Jeannie (Laura Latreille) in accounting, represents another kind of woman, one who’s had to put up with her share of loser guys, and can't believe her former beau has dumped her for a “fattie”.
The strident performances of these two supporting actors give the play its edge.
Carter is the play’s venomous Oracle. Time and again, he uses searing humor to expose ugly realities of people’s aversion toward the overweight or otherwise different. The audience’s laugher is spontaneous and often followed by a collective reflex of ‘How could I have laughed at that?’
Jeannie is a complex brew of hurt, rage, and self-loathing for having put up with so many “spineless shits” of men who disappoint and reject her. Her emotional meltdown late in the play is breathtakingly visceral and brought spontaneous applause from a stunned audience. Would that we hear or see such plumbing of depths by Tom or Helen.
“Maybe they don’t deserve it but that’s what they get, gay, fat, old, all of it. We’re all one step away from what we despise,” says Carter. Is he right?
Powerful theater gels complexity and ambiguity with humor, pathos, and humanity. Carter and Jeannie each show us a slice of the vulnerability and hurt that drive them. Helen speaks the words but doesn’t evince the daily ache she must bear at being judged by her appearance. Tom, unable to take a stand on anything but his accounting sheets, plays the same spineless character from beginning to end.
If it were to end badly, as it does, it would have been far more satisfactory to see him go down with a bang, not a whimper.
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Photo from AP news file
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