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Theater Review: “Twelve Angry Men” at Keegan Theatre
A minimalist staging of this 1950s legal drama relies on its actors’s strong performances.
David Jourdan (standing) with the cast in Twelve Angry Men. Photograph by Jim Coates.
While the show currently playing at Keegan Theatre is official titled Twelve Angry Men, that might be a bit misleading—in a courthouse jury room stifling with testosterone and late summer heat, Juror Number Eight remains calm, collected, and incessantly reasonable. Colin Smith takes on the lone dissenting vote and iconic role in playwright Reginald Rose’s tense legal drama with the thoughtfully furrowed brow and soft-spoken steadiness necessary to sway his stubborn fellow jurors (and the audience) to question their assumptions. And for a play that relies on little more than a dozen actors, a table, and Rose’s rich script, casting Smith in the pivotal part is a convincing opening argument.
Originally written as a live teleplay in 1954 and later presented as a play and a 1957 feature film (with Henry Fonda as Juror Number Eight), Twelve Angry Men has long been admired for its minimalist structure and timeless, character-driven lessons about groupthink, prejudice, and justice. Those lessons come through here, though not always as powerfully as they could. The life of a 19-year-old boy charged with his father’s murder rests in the hands of the 12-man cast as the play opens, and the irritable and overheated jurors seem to have already set their minds on a guilty verdict. But when a preliminary poll reveals one juror isn’t convinced, the deliberations start their dramatic build. Personal biases are called into question, along with truth, the wisdom of standing up against the crowd, and the sacred meaning of “reasonable doubt.”
Not surprisingly, when you lock 12 grown men with passionately divergent opinions into a stuffy space and ask them to come to a peaceable agreement, things are bound to get heated. Here, a perfectly red-faced Juror Number Three (a nuanced David Jourdan) leads both the charge against Eight’s inconvenient uncertainty and the cast, talent-wise. Jourdan’s bluster is organic and controlled, and his fiery tirades seem fueled by believable life experience rather than theatric impact. Other standouts include the stern but principled Juror Number Four (Kevin Adams) and Richard Jamborsky, a real-life former juvenile court and trial judge of more than 30 years, as the elderly Juror Number Nine, the first of the group to be persuaded to change his vote. As the brash and bigoted Juror Number Ten, Mark A. Rhea, the Keegan’s founder and producing artistic director, should be responsible for some of the show’s most poignant and heart-pumping interactions, but sloppy delivery and over-the-top outbursts that feel forced, not genuine, significantly lessen that impact.
Overall the cast, under the direction of Christopher Gallu, delivers the deeply human chemistry and emotional evolutions the script calls for, but some noticeably uneven performances take away from the production’s potential.
Where the lack of an intermission can often make a performance feel endless, the choice to power through the hour and 30 minutes uninterrupted in this case works to the material’s advantage. We’re stuck in the uncomfortable, high-stakes situation right along with the characters, and there’s no getting out until things have been resolved. We never see the defendant, never learn the jurors’ names, never leave that crowded table. But when this play works, it still manages to feel intensely personal and intimate, its hold stretching beyond the trial at hand.
Twelve Angry Men is playing at the Keegan Theatre’s Church Street Theater through March 25. Tickets ($30 to $35) are available through Keegan’s website.