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March '26 Digital Week I

In-Theater Release of the Week 
Wuthering Heights 
(Warner Bros)
In Emerald Fennell’s latest pseudo-provocation, Emily Bronte’s classic novel has been transformed into an often risible and limp romance that drags along for more than two hours: if Margot Robbie (as Cathy) and Jacob Elordi (as Heathcliff) remain watchable, it’s due more to their movie-star magnetism than Fennell’s labored direction and soggy writing.
 
 
The kids playing the star-crossed couple as youths— Charlotte Mellington and Owen Cooper—are quite natural and might have come across better in a less pretentious context, but unfortunately we’re stuck with Fennell’s ugly visuals, choppy editing, on-the-nose symbolism and a score that’s not so much played as smeared over every frame.
 
Film Series of the Week
Rendez-Vous With French Cinema (Film at Lincoln Center)
The Stranger 
(Music Box Films; opens April 3)
This popular series of new French films returns for its 31st year at the Walter Reade Theater in Manhattan. For opening night, there’s prolific director François Ozon’s latest, a B&W adaptation of the classic Albert Camus novel about Meursault, a nihilistic young French man in Algiers, who kills a local man in cold blood and stoically faces the consequences. Although Ozon follows Camus’ plot closely, there’s a bloodlessness, so to speak, to his filmmaking, as if he’s mimicking the protagonist’s distance from others, including Marie, the willing young woman he’s sleeping with. Benjamin Voisin, typecast as Meursault, is almost too inscrutable; his opposite number, Rebecca Marder, invests Marie with pathos, sympathy and humanity.
 
Two Pianos 
(Kino Lorber; opens May 1)
Iconoclastic director Arnaud Desplechin—whose My Sex Life and A Christmas Tale are remarkable portraits of messy relationships—returns with another skewered tale of screw-ups: classical pianist Mathias returns to his hometown Lyon from Japan, where he’s been teaching, to perform with his mentor, Elena. Butting heads with her during rehearsals, he finds himself drawn back into the life of his ex, Claude, whose husband has just died. Mathias befriends her young son, who looks strongly like him. Desplechin revels in throwing these characters into highly emotional moments to navigate, and if he sometimes veers into melodramatic territory—Mathias feints when he sees Claude upon his return—his observations are deeply felt, as are the performances by François Civil (Mathias), Charlotte Rampling (Elena) and Nadia Tereszkiewicz (Claude).
 
Blu-ray Release of the Week
Now You See Me, Now You Don’t 
(Universal)
In the second sequel to the surprisingly successful 2013 heist movie, the group of illusionists called the Four Horsemen rounds up new recruits to help with their latest caper: going up against the ruthless head of a diamond company, Veronika Vanderberg, who’s also a money launderer.
 
 
Rosamund Pike is deliciously evil as Veronika, but the large cast of Horsemen, old and new—Jessie Eisenberg, Isla Fisher, Dave Franco, Woody Harrelson, Morgan Freeman and an always welcome Lizzy Kaplan alongside newcomers Justice Smith, Dominic Sessa and Ariana Greenblatt —are interchangeably bland, even though they try hard to be clever. Despite its far-flung locations, Ruben Fleischer’s crime flick is quite familiar and monotonous. The Blu-ray image looks fine; extras include featurettes and deleted and extended scenes, along with a director’s commentary.
 
 
 
DVD Release of the Week
The Time It Takes 
(Distrib Films)
Francesca Comencini’s film is a touching if occasionally saccharine reminiscence about growing up the daughter of Luigi Comencini, one of the most successful filmmakers during Italy’s cinematic golden age. Francesca dramatizes life with a famous father as something that was simultaneously wondrous and strange, culminating in her drug addiction before straightening herself out and becoming a filmmaker in her own right.
 
 
There are delightful moments on the set of Luigi’s films, and the splendid performances of Fabrizio Gifuni (Luigi), Anna Mangiocavallo (young Francesca) and Romana Maggiora Vergano (adult Francesca) help smooth over the film’s sentimental lapses.

Orchestra of St. Luke’s Present Haydn at Carnegie Hall

 Photo by Chris Lee

At the wonderful Stern Auditorium, on the night of Thursday, February 12th, I had the privilege to attend a superb concert—presented by Carnegie Hall—featuring the excellent Orchestra of St. Luke’s under the accomplished direction of Andrew Manze

The event started auspiciously with a sterling account of Franz Joseph Haydn’s marvelous Symphony No. 47 in G Major, “The Palindrome,” from 1772. The initial Allegro is charming and elegant, with more urgent moments, while the ensuing slow movement, marked Un poco adagio cantabile, is more subdued with a greater solemnity and an increasing intensity—its intricate contrapuntal writing is especially impressive and it finishes quietly. 

The succeeding Menuetto e Trio provides the work with its familiar name since it is structured to “mirror itself backward and forward,” as explained by Ryan M. Prendergast, the program annotator; it is brief and more spirited, with a slower and statelier Trio section. The ebullient Finale, with a tempo of Presto assai, is the liveliest of all the movements and it concludes happily. The first half of the evening closed splendidly with an admirable rendition of the engaging Fearful Symmetries by John Adams from 1988, which was commissioned by this orchestra.

The second part of the program was equally strong, consisting of an extraordinary realization of Ludwig van Beethoven’s terrific Piano Concerto No. 4 in G Major, Op. 68, which was completed around 1806 and was here played by the exemplary virtuoso, Paul Lewis. The opening Allegro moderato begins with a brief, solo piano introduction echoed by the ensemble; the movement quickly builds in excitement but there are many less extroverted passages, even of sheer lyricism—after a dazzling cadenza, it ends with an enchanting coda. The Andante con moto that follows starts with pronounced gravity but the soloist’s part has a contrasting gentleness on the whole. The finale, marked Rondo vivace, is dance-like and exhilarating with some very passionate measures but with some very beautiful pianism sometimes in a more reflective, even song-like, register; it concludes exultantly.

The artists deservedly received a standing ovation.

Budapest Festival Orchestra Plays Mahler at Carnegie Hall

Photo by Fadi Kheir

At the wonderful Stern Auditorium, on the night of Saturday, February 7th, I had the exceptional privilege of attending a magnificent concert presented by Carnegie Hall—the second of two on consecutive days and one of the best I have ever been to—featuring the extraordinary Budapest Festival Orchestra, under the inestimable direction of Iván Fischer, one of the world’s finest conductors. Also on the stage were a superb mezzo-soprano, Gerhild Romberger, and two marvelous choruses: the Trebles of Westminster Choir, directed by Donald Nally, and the Young People’s Chorus of New York City, led by Elizabeth Núñez.

The event consisted of a performance of Gustav Mahler’s seldom played, monumental Symphony No. 3 in D Minor, which completed its final revision in 1906. 

About the work, the composer explained that “each movement stands alone.” After going to its premiere in 1902, Arnold Schoenberg wrote to Mahler as follows:

I think I have experienced your symphony. I felt the struggle for illusions; I felt the pain of one disillusioned; I saw the forces of evil and good contending; I saw a man in a torment of emotion exerting himself to gain inner harmony. I sensed a human being, a drama, truth, the most ruthless truth!

Mahler stated that the piece “doesn’t keep to the traditional form in any way, but to me, ‘symphony’ means constructing a world with all the technical means at one’s disposal. The eternally new and changing content determines its own form.”

The original subtitles for the movements, which the composer later removed, were:

  1. A Summer Morning’s Dream: Introduction: Awakening of Pan, Summer enters, Procession of Bacchus
  2. What the flowers in the meadow tell me
  3. What the animals in the forest tell me
  4. What man tells me 
  5. What the angels tell me
  6. What love tells me

But, Mahler also said, “I know that as long as I can sum up my experience in words, I can certainly not create music about it.” And further: “Because of its manifold variety, this work, in spite of its duration … is short, in fact, of the greatest concision.”

The extremely long and ambitious initial movement starts dramatically with a fanfare and many portentous measures of a sometimes more inchoate character; eventually, music of a much sunnier variety displaces the gloom, building to a climax followed by a more tentative sequence that ushers in an episode of greater agitation and urgency. Another series of fanfares inaugurates another interlude of uncertainty that precedes an affirmative, march-like section that finishes triumphantly. In Mahler’s 1896 comments on the symphony, he said about this movement that it “has almost ceased to be music; it is hardly anything but sounds of nature.”

The subsequent, exquisite minuet opens charmingly and much of it has a playful, usually gentle quality; it closes softly. The succeeding scherzando is ludic too as well as joyful—a distant, posthorn solo has a certain restlessness but is evocative of a more serene perspective that moves to the foreground before the movement concludes animatedly. Citing the 1896 remarks of the composer, Jack Sullivan, in his excellent notes on the program, describes “the coda of the scherzando” as “a sudden falling again of these ‘heavy shadows of inanimate nature’ before the ‘great leap upward into the more spiritual realm.’”

The radiant fourth movement is, according to the annotator, “a misterioso nocturne for contralto on the ‘Drunken Song’ from Nietzsche’s Also sprach Zarathustra.” The jubilant, enchanting, choral movement that ensues—which, as Sullivan says, “omits strings entirely”—has transcendent moments; it is a setting of a text from the early 19th-century, Romantic anthology compiled by Clemens Brentano and Achim von Arnim, Des Knaben Wunderhorn, which provides a general framework uniting Mahler’s first four symphonies and was a source of inspiration for many other compositions from the first phase of his career.

In 1896, Mahler said that in the adagio finale, “God can only be understood as love,” and that: “What was heavy and rigid at the beginning has, at the end, advanced to the highest state of consciousness; inarticulate sounds have become the most perfectly articulated speech.” The movement has an extended, hushed beginning that subtly transitions to music of greater emotional intensity that climaxes before again slowly ascending to a vision of heavenly fulfillment, ending with a grand apotheosis.

The artists deservedly received a standing ovation.

Broadway Play Review—Tracy Letts’ “Bug” with Carrie Coon

Bug
Written by Tracy Letts
Directed by David Cromer
Performances through March 8, 2026
Friedman Theatre, 261 West 47th Street, New York, NY
manhattantheatreclub.com
 
Carrie Coon in Bug (photo: Matthew Murphy)
 
A smash off-Broadway hit more than two decades ago—then, a couple years after that, a chillingly effective William Friedkin film starring a fearless Ashley Judd—Tracy Letts’ exceptionally creepy play Bug can be looked at as a ruthless study of conspiracy theorists, a disturbing fable about post-9/11 paranoia (or post-Timothy McVeigh, who is namechecked in the play and who blew up the Oklahoma City federal building a year before Bug’s London premiere), or simply as a down and dirty glimpse at two people descending into their own personal hell. 
 
Agnes is a lonely divorcée, working as a cocktail waitress and living in a small room in an Oklahoma City fleabag motel, who—after finally letting go of her abusive ex Jerry, who reminds her of their young son, whom she lost in a supermarket 10 years ago and hasn’t seen since—finds an unlikely soul mate in the soft-spoken but unnerving Peter, an army veteran who convinces her that he was turned into an unwilling guinea pig for military experiments so unsavory that he—and, after they start having sex, Agnes—has become an incubator for a certain type of lethal weapon that’s barely visible to the human eye.
 
Agnes, who may not be our usual idea of a real heroine, garners sympathy as a gullible drug addict who wants desperately to be close to someone again, no matter what the cost is to her sanity—or possibly her life. Could Letts have also written a love story, however fatally obsessive? That’s how Friedkin approached his film adaptation, while in the original off-Broadway staging, director Dexter Bullard cannily used the tiny hotel room to heighten the sense of overwhelming claustrophobia surrounding Agnes and Peter.
 
David Cromer’s Manhattan Theater Club production is saddled with the large Friedman Theater stage, which isn’t easy to make claustrophobic. Although Takeshi Kata has cleverly designed Agnes’ messy room as a self-contained unit surrounded by black to make it appear smaller, Cromer is only intermittently able to focus on the core relationship, which makes this revival less memorable than either the off-Broadway staging or subsequent film. 
 
Although the actors are unafraid to take on such explosive material, the stakes seem less menacingly real. Off-Broadway, Michael Shannon played Peter with a scary ferocity that forced Agnes to share his crazy delusions, while Shannon Cochran was an astonishingly convincing Agnes, so compelling in her desperation that it was frightening to watch. Here, Carrie Coon (Agnes) and Namir Smallwood (Peter)—who both let it all hang out, literally, as their characters gradually strip themselves bare to show these emotionally flawed people fusing into one—give committed but somehow unmoving portrayals.
 
Bug remains vibrantly if disturbingly alive, but Cromer’s production softens its rough edges. 

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