Lee Blessing’s *Thief River* portrays a love between two men
that spans 53 years. As teenagers, Gil and Ray are secret
lovers in small-town Minnesota. We first glimpse them on the
night of their high-school prom in 1948. Gil, who everybody
knows is “special,” has just been beaten up and pissed on
by the class bully. Ray, who passes for straight, arrives to
clean him up and urge him to leave town. Twenty-five years
later, Gil returns with an unruly young boyfriend in tow and
manages to disrupt the rehearsal for Ray’s son’s wedding.
In the interim, Ray has raised a family yet has written every
week to Gil, pouring out his soul. The letters have stopped
abruptly, and Gil shows up both to find out why and to talk
Ray into rekindling their affair. We meet them again as old
men brought together by a stranger to tie up loose ends and to
compare notes on the road not taken.
The trick to the play is
that, rather than unfolding chronologically, these scenes
overlap and interweave. Three actors play Gil and Ray at
different ages, and it all takes place in an abandoned
farmhouse haunted by generations of dark secrets and family
violence. As a storytelling exercise, it’s ingenious and
efficiently staged by Mark Lamos with such fine actors as
Gregg Edelman and Remak Ramsay. Unfortunately, the characters
remain theoretical constructs. Blessing knows how to write
fine speeches -- “We’re born alone, we die alone, and
every moment of our lives is a chance *not* to be alone” --
but views gay life from the outside in.
The Advocate, July 3, 2001
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