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Getting Frankie Married-and Afterwards
The Willis home in 1990 is comfortable but tasteless, home to Fred (John Lacy), the middle-aged son of Mrs. Willis (Judith Scarpone) whose father died when he was seven. It also houses Mae (Algerita Lewis), who tends Mrs. Willis with one eye on the bible and most of the time Frankie (Martha Demson) is there, the sweet 39-year-old girl who has been Fred's sweetheart since they were teen-agers.
The plot unwinds through the gossip of the three fates, Constance (Stephanie Erb), Laverne (Laura Richardson) and Isabel (Teresa Willis) — conventional married ladies who contrast vividly with Georgia Dale (Maia Madison) and husband S.P. (Jim Haynie). Georgia Dale is the marrying kind. S.P. is her third husband and she keeps an eye on him in a sharp acerbic way, timing his medications, taking him home when he starts to complain.
Fred is a stay-at-home son and protects Frankie, though she doesn't realize it, from the imperious Mrs. Willis. Everybody in the small town whispers that Frankie is Fred's common-law wife. Eveybody, too, gossips when Carlton Gleason (Bjorn Johnson) comes back to town, because Carlton is reputed to be Fred's daddy's son. Fred's daddy married Fred's mama hastily to avoid marryin' Carleton's mama. Now history repeats itself, as Fred is slapped by a breach of promise suit by young and lovely Helen Vaught (Laetitia Leon) and begs Frankie to marry him the next day.
She agrees in a dripping lace dress that's to die for, but the first act ends with Frankie screaming for Fred in the living room while his mother screams for him in the bedroom. It's a great first act curtain!
Act II, also a three-scener, whisks along to its climax. Fred has a middle-aged man's passion for Helen, two babies are born and the end is drenched in tears.
The beauty of Foote's plays is that he never condescends to his people. Fred, hogtied to his imperious mother, maintains through his stupidity a dignity and sweetness. He's forthright in his talks with Frankie. Frankie, a small-town conventional woman, also never loses her dignity. Mrs. Willis, an irascible old curmudgeon, is vulnerable in her fear of illness: "I don't want to lie in that bed helpless."
Martha Demson is lovable as Frankie and her outraged impassioned screams when Fred deserts her on her wedding day have all the power of received truth. John Lacy is an exasperating Fred, but understandable. Judith Scarpone is superb as Mrs. Willis, imperious one minute, childlike the next. It's a part that plays all the ends, one of the few Foote has written, and Scarpone makes the most of it. Jim Haynie as old S. P. is every inch the old man, bent, crippled and complaining. Let's hope someday Mr. Haynie gets a part with more range. He's partnered by an acerbic Maia Madison, dripping in jewels and well on her way to trap Carlton til Frankie stops her in her tracks.
Scott Paulin directs with a keen and sensitive eye to the nuances in Foote's plays. He never lets his fine cast go over the top and they're cast with care. James Spencer's scenic design catches Mrs. Willis's small town Texas living room with all its pomposity, complemented by Dan Reed's lighting design. Getting Frankie Married is another sometimes hilarious, sometimes tragic instance of Mr. Foote finding the humanity in ordinary lives.