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Im not interested in myself,he toldPlaybillrecently, I dont do autobiography.
I dont think I have an insight into making the world a better place.
I dont have a message.
But … what I can do is tell a story in jokes.
And not everybody can do that.
For the unfamiliar, snooker is a form of billiards with a much bigger table and all un-striped balls.
Mentally, physically, whatever else there is, he insists, [It would be] impossible …
I honor the god of snooker, and he or lets be fair, she looks after me.
The play makes its personality clear right from the get-go.
Breaking Dylans cultivated silence, he offers his son a shrimp sandwich.
I dont eat anything with a brain, do I?
Conlee pauses just long enough before huffing, Theyre shrimps, theyre not novelists.
It was like a fucking religion to him.
He teaches us what we need to know and makes us laugh while hes at it.
Thats whats missing from the modern game, he proclaims.
Its a credit to Schnetzer that hes not lost in the whirl.
Im not sure that youd be able to find a contemporary American play with a character like Waxy.
Arent we all lucky to have this child effigy in our mist?
Waxy says of Dylan on her first entrance, beaming with something a little more menacing than pride.
Happily, Bean has a sense for balance, and doesnt let his farce linger too long over romance.
For Bean, the nap is a straight line to a good joke.
He knows his game.
The Napis at the Samuel J. Friedman Theatre.
