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A CurtainUp
Review
Boys Don't Wear Lipstick
 Brian Belovitch (Photo: Joan Marcus )
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A tupperware party given by Tish, a.k.a. Brian Belovitch, during his/her 5-year stint as the wife of a soldier stationed in Germany is a comic high point of this latest one-person biodrama to hit the stage. Dressed in a pedal pusher outfit of army combat patterned khaki and housewifely half apron, the silicone implanted and hormone pumped-up Tish tells a phone pal "I only sells the stuff -- I've got enough plastic in me." The author-performer's journey from boyhood, to womanhood and final acceptance of his true self also has some poignant moments -- especially the final epiphany when Belovitch tentatively and triumphantly removes the bandage from his now silicone free chest.
As a rule I don't like to give too many plot details. However, the show's promotional materials make no secret that this is a journey from boyhood to womanhood to man, from self-hate to self-acceptance. Boys Don't Wear Lipstick is less about what happens as it is about how it happened.
Ultimately, the test of any one-person biodrama rests on two questions: first, the acting; secondly, whether the subject is likeable and interesting. To answer the first question, the forty-six-year-old Mr. Belovitch acts well but it takes tour de force acting for a middle-aged man to play himself from ages fifteen to thirty-one. His extensive collection of personal photos, effectively projected throughout by Elaine J. McCarthy, helps the audience to make the leap between then and now. Ideally we would, as in the soon to be reprised play about Ty Cobb (Cobb), have at least one other actor to play Belovitch in his younger incarnation. As for the second question, while Belovitch is likeable, he is an ordinary man with an extraordinary sexual history. It took courage to revisit the often painful chapters of his life, but then again, without the boy-girl-man switch, his story wouldn't be worth dramatizing.
What makes Boys Don't Wear Lipstick rise above the usual one-person play is director Keith Greer's imaginative direction, abetted by standout design work. Scott Pask's set of curved doors, besides serving as background for the already praised projections, also open and close to reveal a variety of closets and little sets within the set. James Vermeulen's lighting and David C. Woolard's costumes further enhance the production's visual richness.
Whether or not you find Boys Don't Wear Lipstick interesting enough to merit this loving staging, you'll find that Belovich and Greer have succeeded in conveying the story's authenticity. The parenthetical "and lived by" in the credits beneath the title is never in doubt.
BOYS DON'T WEAR LIPSTICK
Written, performed (and lived) by Brian Belovitch
Directed by Keith Greer
Set Design: Scott Pask
Lighting Design: James Vermeulen
Costume Design: David Woolard
Sound Design: Robert Murphy
Projections: Elaine J. McCarthy
Running time: 90 minutes without intermission
Player's Theater, 115 Macdougal St. (off Bleeker Street in the West Village) 239-6200
Perfomances from 10/06/2000; opening 10/22/2000
Tue - Sat at 8pm; Sat at 5pm; Sun at 3pm, 7pm; tkts: $20-$45
Reviewed by Elyse Sommer based on 10/21 performance |
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