In March of 2000, in lieu of a spring break trip to Florida, my college girlfriend and I went to Manhattan. We had a lot of fun and saw several shows and thus spent a lot of time waiting in line for the TKTS location that was in the lobby of the World Trade Center (it was much warmer than the Time Square location).
I know we saw Rent, and Chicago, and maybe one other musical. But what I remember most is that our trip coincided with the run of a play called True West that featured two of my favorite actors: Philip Seymour Hoffman and John C. Reilly.
It’s a Sam Shepherd play that some may know from it’s run in Steppenwolf with two unknown (at the time) actors named Gary Sinise and John Malkovich. I considered this Broadway revival to be my best chance to see something comparable.
I went alone for some reason. My girlfriend may not have wanted to go, I can’t remember. I was only able to obtain an obstructed-view seat but took the chance anyway. The seat was unobstructed and quite good. It was a small theater and I was only a few feet away from greatness.
It’s just two actors on stage for almost the entire play, portraying the roles of two estranged brothers. The guys would periodically switch roles throughout the run (I saw Hoffman as the drifter) which is a testament to their talent.
I’ve enjoyed and admired the work of Philip Seymour Hoffman for many years, and we’re lucky to have his film work that will carry on long after his untimely passing, but I’m so thankful that I was able to see him work up close, if only for a couple of hours.