Dec 30

No fine wine is this

There are several films and plays that stand up amazingly well over time. ‘Harvey,’ ‘Fargo’ and ‘Glengarry Glen Ross’ are three that, like fine wine, seem to stand the test of time. ‘Death of a Salesman’ is another period piece that has aged well. So, too is ‘On the Waterfront.’

December 30 - hairbwaycover But, ‘Hair’ doesn’t stand up. It fact, if one were to badly muck up metaphors, it’s completely bald from an entertainment and relevance standpoint.

In the interests of full transparency, I must say that I was too young to have been aware of the nanosecond in time that Hair purports to capture (circa 1967-’68, when the Vietnam War was at its height and draft dodgers were either fleeing to Canada or burning their draft cards). But, it really doesn’t matter. The song lyrics are indecipherable, the ‘plot’ incomprehensible and the end result as blah as a New Year’s morning’s hangover.

I’m all for revivals and I’m always game for a Eugene O’Neill or Rodgers & Hammerstein production. But, whoever decided that now was the time to cash in on aging baby boomers and their love of the Age of Aquarius must have been ingesting some of the LSD the cast members keep referring to. My advice is to avoid this play like Camus’ ‘Plague.’ And, if you should have a ticket to see Hair, burn it. Or, at the very least, take a day-trip to Montreal instead.