In a 2016 interview in The New York Times, award-winning playwright Lauren Gunderson commented that part of her goal in writing "I and You" was to create a play with an ending that provoked "pure shock and surprise." She explained, "I wanted to write something that would take your breath away, and you can’t see coming."
As many regional theaters across the country can attest, Gunderson achieved her goal brilliantly with this shattering play about two teenagers getting to know each other while working on a school project, analyzing Walt Whitman’s epic "Leaves of Grass." There is, in fact, a huge twist at the end that is almost impossible to anticipate and packs a formidable punch, as the audible gasps of my fellow audience members can attest.
But the script’s stunning 11th hour reveal is much more potent than just a clever magic trick because the overall conceit, the careful and specific use of Whitman’s poetry, and the characters who lead us there are all extremely well crafted – all brought beautifully to life in a vibrant production at Next Act Theatre running through April 29. Directed by Artistic Director David Cecsarini and featuring just two younger performers, Cristina Panfilio and Ibraheem Farmer, the two-hander feels much bigger than that at the end of 90 minutes.
As the lights come up, we meet Caroline, a chronically ill teenager whose medical condition has worsened to the point that she can no longer attend school. But far from a sad, bed-ridden waif, she bounces on her bed rocking out to her favorite music and rules over her tiny second floor bedroom, which she has covered with photos she’s taken, favorite pictures from magazines, a collection of sunglasses and art supplies, and bright pastel colors. She is feisty, a little prickly, exuberant, unsure of herself, full of one-liners and more than a little bitter about her situation. She also loves glitter.
Then bursting into the fortress of the dirty laundry and stuffed animals, Anthony appears at the door with his backpack, some waffle fries, poster board and a copy of Walt Whitman that needs to be analyzed by the next day’s English class. Anthony is black, a basketball player who loves Pop-Tarts, a sax-playing John Coltrane fan and a nut for Whitman’s writing, especially his "exuberant yawp." As he enters, Anthony quotes the philosopher poet saying, "I and this mystery, here we stand."
Pay careful attention to those pronouns. That’s what the paper is about. And take note when Anthony later recites, "For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you." That’s what the play is about.
As one might expect from this set-up, much of the conversation and conflict between these two unlikely English project partners explores Caroline’s angst about being sick for her entire life and the ridiculously unfair possibility that she may die soon. While acknowledging that girls are very weird and may not be worth the trouble, Anthony’s conversations focus on converting Caroline to a Whitman fan, finishing their assignment and discovering how much the two of them actually have in common.
Like any script written by a non-teen, the dialogue sometimes sounds wildly unrealistic. Caroline is too witty, too bratty, too flippant with her jibes. And as a former English teacher, I was immediately suspicious of Anthony’s unwavering enthusiasm for classic poetry, along with his erudite explanations of jazz. But, as the ending makes clear, this is a heightened universe where "we all contain multitudes."
Though she is in her early 30s, Panfilio’s energy, her sleight, wiry frame and, in this show's case, her messy bangs and unkempt hair matched the 17-year-old Caroline. All elbows and goofy looks, bursts of energy and texting thumbs, she infused the character with a hint of playful Puck (which she played last season at American Players Theatre) and the melancholy of a young woman with an old, suffering soul.
As Anthony, Farmer grounded the play physically. Remaining persistently present, entering the room slowly but then never giving up ground, he was a determined and steadying force. As his strong arms engulfed Panfilio at the end of play, he seemed to encircle her with caring and strength that she desperately needed.
Special kudos goes to scenic designer Rick Rasmussen, whose hyper-realistic design of Caroline’s bedroom felt claustrophobic while also giving the actors lots of places to play. The set’s transformation for the final scene was simply perfect. Also noteworthy is Cecsarini’s direction of this complicated piece. Well paced and increasingly engaging through each specific beat, his blocking was uncluttered and natural. Shifts in tone were handled deftly, so that the compact script felt like more than a journey. It felt like a "badass yawp."