Steinbeck; the very name incites terror in students and
delight in English professors, finds itself in college theses and, most
recently, in critically acclaimed Broadway shows. Though I had never had the
pleasure of reading Of Mice and Men – the title being drawn from an old poem
that stated the plans of mice and men often go awry – the play was
heart-breakingly real and heart-breakingly tragic. Something about the language
maybe, or the characters, struck a chord in me. I think it was the way that
Steinbeck crafted the characters to fit certain stereotypes and then crushed
them in one deft motion. Let me explain: one character, the only female in the
play whose title was only ‘Curly’s Girl’ despite being an integral part to the
plot, was the classic ingénue. However, her innocence was cut short (without
any spoilers!) and the beautiful, talented Gossip Girl actress Leighton Meester,
shone once again as the flippant splendor she is known for. Candy, an old man
whose archetype is normally wise and world weary, was a sad and innocent man
whose naiveté made him both relatable and even detestable. James Franco as
George and Chris O’Dowd as Lennie were… exquisite. I can’t believe I had the
pleasure of being reminded that American literature is some of the best,
especially when brought to life by a talented cast like this. It makes me want
to write!
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