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CP: So happy you finally went to see a play-that-wasn’t-a-musical. What possessed you? Did it have anything to do with the Guthrie’s casting of “Mad Men” star Vincent Kartheiser in the marquee role of Fitzwilliam Darcy?
RN: Of course it did, along with, I’m guessing, half the audience at my sold-out performance, although my everlasting love of “Pride and Prejudice” was another lure. Come to think of it, I wonder if anyone has ever thought of “P&P: The Musical”?
CP: You would ask that. I thought I learned you: Words are to be spoken, not inexplicably sung by Bernadette Peters.
RN: She would make a divine Lady Catherine de Bourgh.
CP: What are your notes on this adaptation of the Austen novel, as directed by Joe Dowling?
RN: It only reaffirmed my undying adoration of Guthrie anchor Sally Wingert. I would happily pay good money to watch her read “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies” — or the phone book. You?
CP: Her Cruella de Bourgh, complete with a spit curl plastered to her forehead, was deelish. But I found myself teetering between the clowning parts and the romance. It was like sitting Center Court at Wimbledon, watching a finals match between Burlesque and Lovelorn.
RN: Yes, at one point the broadly played comedy made me wonder if the cast was going to start running in and out of slamming doors. You know, Mack Sennett meets Regency England.