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Toxic masculinity may be a growing blight on society, but for spectacular proof that onstage, at least, it can also be vital entertainment, look no further than the sizzling Broadway revival of Sam Shepard’s “True West.” The play stars Ethan Hawke and Paul Dano as two bruising, brawling brothers who tear into each other with a precision and gusto that can only be achieved by near (and sometimes dear) family members. Fortunately, the only victims of this poisonous sibling rivalry are the brothers themselves — along with a few inanimate innocent bystanders including a typewriter, a bag of golf clubs and (a little sad, this) their mother’s cherished houseplants.
If the charismatic Hawke all but wipes the floor with Dano in the play’s first half, Dano gets his turn to act out in Act Two. These are showcase roles, and the actors play them with gusto.
Dano and Hawke are at their best in the final scenes, compelling and convincing as they come unglued in a drunken battle of wills. They tear each other apart, and eventually everything else, in their alcohol-induced rage (back to that DNA). By the time their mother (Marylouise Burke, oddly unruffled by the circumstances) returns early, the house is a shambles — think saloon after a bar fight. Lee's taken a golf club to everything, beer cans and booze bottles clutter every surface. And those precious plants? Wilted to the point of no return.
Toxic masculinity may be a growing blight on society, but for spectacular proof that onstage, at least, it can also be vital entertainment, look no further than the sizzling Broadway revival of Sam Shepard’s “True West.” The play stars Ethan Hawke and Paul Dano as two bruising, brawling brothers who tear into each other with a precision and gusto that can only be achieved by near (and sometimes dear) family members. Fortunately, the only victims of this poisonous sibling rivalry are the brothers themselves — along with a few inanimate innocent bystanders including a typewriter, a bag of golf clubs and (a little sad, this) their mother’s cherished houseplants.
