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Appreciation: How Terrence McNally used laughter to lift us past loneliness and loss

Charles McNulty, Los Angeles Times on

Published in Entertainment News

Timing is everything in the theater, and Terrence McNally, a Broadway maestro who exuded eternal gratitude for the life the stage had given him, knew the importance of making a meaningful exit.

Having survived the AIDS epidemic and lung cancer, he died of complications from coronavirus on Tuesday at age 81. As the nation and the world are left reeling from the new pandemic, McNally, whose plays and musicals preached a gospel of living more fully through an awareness of loss, urges us through his death to take this disease seriously and to care for ourselves and one other -- just as he instructed us to do in an earlier plague when he was a playwright at the top of his game.

McNally had been in faltering health for some time. When he accepted an honorary Tony Award last June, he opened his acceptance speech with a characteristic joke: "Lifetime achievement -- not a moment too soon." Suffering from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, he needed to carry oxygen to say thank you to the art form that "changes hearts, that secret place where we all truly live."

Perhaps the most important comic voice in theater since Neil Simon, McNally wrote to amuse and awaken. Laughter for him was the greatest survival tool ever invented. Humor was his shield against the homophobia he experienced as a Catholic boy growing up in Texas, against the losses that rained down on him and his community during the worst days of the AIDS crisis and against the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune -- which in showbiz is even more outrageous than usual.

But comedy was also a bridge, a way of connecting people who mistakenly assumed they had nothing in common. In plays such as "Frankie and Johnny in the Clair de Lune," "The Lisbon Traviata," "Love! Valour! Compassion!" and "Master Class," he reprieves characters from their alienation through the grace of his always generous punch lines.

A leading gay playwright who embraced his communal role yet adamantly resisted ghettoization, he taught compassion and acceptance by reminding audiences that gays and straights want the same things -- to love and to be loved, to find purpose (if not meaning) in the swirling mystery and to be forgiven while learning (grudgingly) to forgive. Death and loneliness are great equalizers -- and the sources of McNally's richest comic writing.

 

While still a student at Columbia University, McNally met playwright Edward Albee and a tempestuous romantic relationship began. McNally's early plays, which bear some of Albee's influence, are more experimental than his mature work. When "And Things That Go Bump in the Night," an absurdist comedy with an irreverent attitude toward homosexuality, bombed on Broadway in 1965, McNally reconsidered his path.

He was drawn to farce and committed to writing openly as a gay man -- as "The Ritz," a dizzying 1975 frolic set in a gay bathhouse, attests. But McNally hit his stride when he turned his attention to the human comedy and, in particular, to the struggle for intimacy that especially afflicts those who have been taught by society to hate themselves.

His experience as a gay man was of paramount importance, but McNally knew that gays didn't hold a monopoly on these difficult feelings. "Frankie and Johnny in the Clair de Lune," about a short order cook and a waitress reaching tentatively across an emotional divide after a night in the sack, spoke to everyone who has felt disqualified for whatever reason from the game of love.

AIDS raised the stakes of this subject matter for McNally, who lost a longtime partner, Gary Bonasorte, to the disease in 2000. (In 2010, McNally married Broadway producer and attorney Tom Kirdahy, who survives him.) Sometimes the message about love and loss in a time of rampant death was implicit, as in "The Lisbon Traviata," his fiendishly funny play in which gay opera fanatics seek refuge from the pain of romantic loss through rare Maria Callas recordings.

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