Nobody Dies on Friday
It’s New Year’s Day 1960, on New York’s Upper West Side. Marilyn Monroe is the biggest star on the planet.
So why is she huddled in a drugged, inert heap, in the bedroom of her acting coach – the iconic Master of the Actor’s Studio, Lee Strasberg?
Conscience Drama Directive’s production of Nobody Dies on Friday dissects that dilemma, and what is revealed is no walk in Central Park.
This DC premiere is Robert Brustein’s grim, acerbic, and rueful memory of a peculiarly American mid-century time – of toxic interplay of fame, artistry, and ambition; of giddy aspiration and aesthetic confusion – when stage and screen fought one another for primacy.
Brustein, founding Dean of the Yale School of Drama, and one of the truly preeminent theatrical minds of our era, draws upon both biographies of the principals, and his own recollections as a rising New York theater critic for this savagely ironic reflection on the Age of the “Method” –and on the Strasbergs, Arthur Miller, and the doomed Marilyn.
What he offers us is grim, and funny – but finally, a sober and remorseful diagnosis of obsession – driven sabotage, and talent tossed in creative chaos.
Preview Performance on Tuesday, June 19, 8 pm: Pay what you can at the door, all advance tickets $10
Performances run Wednesday, June 20 – Sunday, July 1