Treadwell's play presents a telling picture of NYC in the 1920s and the stultifying effects of the mechanized workplace, but director Barbara Schofield's production seems ponderous and unarticulated, predictable when it should seem inevitable. Chanler, who has done splendid work in the past, here seems almost catatonic, and we're not permitted much sense of who she is until the end of the play. Partially this is because Schofield chose to present her long monologues as voiceovers, denying her the chance to speak them and perhaps connect with us emotionally. Hanket provides the kind of precise, stylish, larger-than-life performance that is lacking elsewhere. Maddalena's performance may have the magnetism it needs, but much of it is staged in near-darkness, so it's hard to tell. The large ensemble does good work, but the production fails to pull it into sharp focus.
Jim Spencer's set design is conceptually clever but less successful in the execution. Shon LeBlanc's '20s costumes are handsome and effective.
Presented by and at the Open Fist Theatre, 6209 Santa Monica Blvd., Hollywood. Oct. 14-Nov. 20. Fri.-Sat., 8 p.m.; Sun., 2 p.m. (323) 882-6912. www.openfist.org.














