I Have Seen the Future of Men

Merriam-Webster defines “sisterhood” as “the close relationship among women based on shared experiences, concerns, etc.” Looked at in that way, one could argue that if the word “women” were replaced with “men” the definition would apply to the experience I have had during the last three months as creative consultant on a community theater production of Richard Greenberg’s 2003 Tony Award-winning play “Take Me Out” at the historic Bijou Theatre in Bridgeport, Connecticut.

There were three women involved in the production, but the rest of the group was comprised of men. They included another producer, the director, the eleven members of the cast and another actor who joined the group after the show was extended and an original cast member was no longer available.

I have never in my adult life been involved in a theatrical production of any kind, but I have heard for years about the feeling of family that often develops among the casts and crews of shows. When the director of “Take Me Out,” Richard Mancini – a close friend since college – invited me to help out in an advisory capacity (because I had seen the original Off-Broadway production at New York City’s Public Theater) several of the actors (not one of whom I had ever met) told me that there is nothing like watching a show “grow” from the seeds of awkward early read-throughs to the final presentation on opening night.

That was an understatement, in more ways than one. Which brings me back to the issues explored in The Future of Men.

I knew I would find the process interesting – how could I not, given that “Take Me Out” is one of the best original scripts written for the stage in this millennium to date? But I was not prepared for the relationships that would form between the people involved – especially the men. I guess the most convenient term for this would be “male bonding,” but that doesn’t seem a sufficient description for what we experienced.

Outside of participating in sports on any level from amateur to professional, or gathering to watch sports on a regular basis with the same guys in the nearest man-cave, I’m not sure what options are available for men who might benefit from extended relationship-building of the kind we all experienced throughout the process of putting together our show.

I don’t use the word “benefit” in a casual manner. To begin with, much of the group was comprised of men from very different backgrounds ranging in age from 20-70 who live in the Bridgeport area. Outside of theater I can’t imagine how a group as diverse as this one would ever have come together, let alone bonded to such an extent that one week after the final performance few of them have been able to let go.

“Take Me Out,” about a professional baseball player named Darren Lemming who decides one day to announce to the world that he is gay and the generally catastrophic impact that revelation has on his teammates, is a play that asks a lot of its actors. One of them must come off as a racist and homophobe who because of his tragic past nevertheless demands some degree of sympathy and understanding. One must act as the narrator who moves in and out of the story and literally keeps the show moving. One must hit the floor like a ton of bricks at a key moment. And many of them must appear naked, some more than once. There is much explicit nudity in three locker-room scenes, one of them involving a sexual assault in the team’s shower area. (Baring all on stage was a first for all of our actors, and an especially daunting challenge, given that they were performing in their own community, often in front of audiences filled with family, friends, classmates and business colleagues.) Meeting the demands of any intense character-driven drama is tough enough. But "Take Me Out" can be especially difficult – and this group of local guys, some with very limited experience, stepped up in a way that can only be described as humbling. 

Nobody comes off particularly well in this story except for Lemming’s new business manager, Mason “Mars” Marzac, a lonely gay man who comes excitingly alive after falling in love with the game of baseball. (The role led to a Tony Award and a giant career in television for Denis O’Hare. In our production, it was played with similar sparkle by Geoffrey Gilbert, the most experienced actor in the cast and something of a legend in the area. He is pictured below.)

During the development of our production there were external events that brought everyone together even as they threatened to pull the show apart. One actor was unexpectedly thrust into a sudden legal struggle to secure custody of his two children. The guys instantly rallied, doing what they could to ensure that he had the time and resources required to do so. One needed time away to appear in another play at nearby Housatonic Community College – his last theatrical project there before his graduation. (Somehow he juggled the demands of appearing in two plays at once while working part time and finishing up his associates degree.) Another confided that his eyesight, which is compromised by a rare genetic mutation, had begun further deteriorating, necessitating trips to New York for special treatment. One was juggling several part-time jobs to pay for school expenses as well as his rent, having been cut off from financial support from his family when he said he wanted to study theater. One was recovering from a painful breakup with his longtime girlfriend. One was working on his law degree by day -- at a school more than one hour away from the theater -- and rehearsing every night, even during final exams.

Through it all, the emotional support the men in this group gave to each other – despite the fact that most of them didn’t even know each other three months ago – was profoundly moving. Anyone who might argue that men of all ages and backgrounds do not have the capacity to demonstrate great compassion, patience, understanding, support and love for each other would have been forced to re-evaluate basic assumptions after witnessing the behavior of the “Take Me Out” cast and crew.         

I had never experienced anything like this. I didn’t see it coming; in fact, I didn’t know what was happening until about half-way through the process. I then recognized it as one of the best things that has ever happened to me, largely because of the joy and sense of accomplishment being experienced by everyone around me, in part because of my contributions to their collective efforts, and also my realization of what everyone involved was in turn giving to me.

In school as in life, sports and theater are generally looked upon as polar opposite experiences. (Fox’s “Glee” probably illustrated that best.) But it is likely not a coincidence that the play that provided the opportunity for all of us to have this experience was set squarely in the world of professional baseball. “Take Me Out” would have us believe that this particular sport is capable of bringing every kind of person together on a deep level that can only be described as spiritual. It seemed to me that the play itself proved capable of doing the same -- for cast, crew and audience alike. Did I mention that it set house records at the Bijou Theatre and was extended for a third weekend even before its second performance was finished? In addition to Mancini and the cast, credit for that must be shared with producers John R. Smith Jr. and Tanya Feduik-Smith, assistant director Cindy Hartog and stage manager Maig Smith.

In addition to Gilbert, the actors in this production included (above, back row left to right) Tom Torpey, Chris Finch, Enrique Rivera, Ainsley Andrade, Qesar Veliu, Tim Brandt and JiMin Moon along with (front row) Mike L'Altrella and Juan Ayala. (Finch and Andrade are also pictured at top.) Brian Alvarado (below with Finch) and Jhulenty Delossantos (not pictured) were also featured.

I like to think people beyond Bridgeport will know their names in the years to come. Currently, none of them are by the standard definition “professional” actors, but in terms of their talent they could be. They were busy by day with their jobs, their families, their schooling and whatever else they had going on in their lives. By night they were in another world – one in which it was okay to behave in ways men have historically been advised against, or simply told not to. They all agreed that they had never had an experience quite like this one, even those who have worked in community theater for many years. They all understood that they likely never will again, and they all knew they were the better for it.

If more guys had the experience I just had with this extraordinary group, the future of men might look brighter indeed.

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Ed Martin

Ed Martin is the Editor of MediaVillage and the Chief Television and Content Critic.  He has written about television and Internet programming for several Myers publications since 2000, including The Myers Report, The Myers Programming Repor... read more