“Coastal Illites” is a brilliant effort that will clap Trump’s time in America’s quarantine

Is Volvo-Driving a Liberal Thing Now? That label used to be a favorite insult among right-wing talk radio junkies in the late 90s and in the southeast, before Fox News completed its brand of hypnosis and did something more to make progressives in their place Broad broad stroke pairs: NPR hen, latte needle, hashish needle. Eventually the list of bleeding heart luxury habits became too long to skillfully spit in the face of a snowflake, so someone effortlessly stirred it up, a simple, two-word catch-all description of leftie snowberries: coastal élite.

The new HBO special “Coastal Illites” playwright Paul Rudnick, while thumping his nose at Trump and someone else, expressed reluctance to consider Rudnick’s form of liberalism – which, in the last election, would be about 43% of the country. The title declares that in an almost 90-minute piece we apologize for the five characters taking their emotional turmoil away, in order to play the role of a side of the partisan without Rudnik being biased or compromised.

Rudnick originally intended to debut “Coastal Elites” at New York’s Public Theater, keeping Bette Midler, Dan Levy, Issa Rae, Sarah Paulson, and Kaitlin Dewar in mind while performing their monologues. Can be useful for. . Each does as much as they possibly can to approximate a human-to-human relationship through a camera lens, with each segment turning the viewer into a silent witness of some variety.

For Miriam Nessler of Midler, a lifelong New Yorker and Acolite at the altar of culture, we are a cop listening to her confession. For Mark Hesterman of Levi, an aspiring actor living in West Hollywood, we are a physician; For Rae’s Callie Josephson, we are a sympathetic bestie. Paulson’s focused YouTube personality Clarissa Montgomery makes us her audience.

Dewar’s burnt ER nurse Sharannan Tarot takes it home with a report of a fight against the ravages of COVID-19 that manages to be the most affecting of all the monologues caused by the actor’s emotionally misrepresentation Which terminates one version. A tragedy that has been played nearly 200,000 times since January, when the epidemic broke out. Her character is a Wyoming nurse who moves to New York to assist heavy hospital personnel in April, and becomes the audience for her. Americans.

“Coastal Elites” does not pretend to be for everyone, and it’s as direct for Trump’s anti-mob as its drama. Still, I can’t help but wonder if the stomach is actually in the chosen psyche, leaning to the left for Rudnick’s Trump-wrath-quarantine scene.

Our shared trepidation is acknowledged in the opening credits that “Coastal Elites” is first introduced as “Five Heart-Tugging Monologues” before it surpasses it, and revised “Five Unhandling Saints” Doing the same with the summary. Finally, as the signature theme of Edward Gragg’s “In the Hall of the Mountain King” unfolds clearly in the background, we arrive at what this particular means: from people encountering new paranormals Five desperate statements. Then the graphic also deserves that, adding “barely” before “imitation”, tinging the word a furious blink of pink that one sees in red.

Jay is as brief and smooth as Roach directing, and as catchy as the performances are (stealing the show with Levi’s various shaded passions saying something in a special co-star Bett Midler), it’s now There is also Trump-bash – a massive fatigue and frightening concern in the sense that we are making a one-thon debut on this insanity that could be for four more years.

It’s hard to say whether Midler’s Miriam Nestler will be attractive in 2016, but every drop of the New Yorker cries out that Midler gets out of her soul and insists in the story of opposing Trump worshipers in Miraume. Part of that stress to the nervous system is attributed to Midler’s definitive delivery, but a part of it is stomach disease steeped in trafficking. Only here it comes from both our sides – the maga-hat villains and Miriam’s insistent righteousness.

“We want our country back,” she announced. “And we’re going to sign marches and petitions and register people to vote, and we’re going to watch the Norwegian spy show on HBO because that’s what we do!”

Oh God!

Midler’s opening slices, titled “Lock Her Up”, are about as concentrated a dose as we get, fortunately. Levi’s “SuperGoy,” time-pegged to March – a leap forward from Miriam’s January confession – at once, comical and bracing. It is meant to please the dangerous homophobic bigotry made by Vice President Mike Pence, the way the opinion segment “The Blonde Cloud” and its June timestamp are a sign of opportunistic fierceness Ivanka represents in the midst of Black Lives Matter protests. Display.

Each of these sections ends on Vijay’s note. Each also comes to the point at which “Coastal Elites” begging for the energy of the live audience. Middler is one of those quoted above the line who imagines to easily contain a heap of laughter and be ready with a thunderous applause from the sympathetic crowd when he proclaims the importance of live theater, He is a weapon for every man. Fight that bastard and fight all the bastards! ”

The same is true of Paulson’s “Because I Have to Tell Someone” (from May according to the title card), a true rant about reaching the end of sympathy with family members, with Fox News promoting That this be the gospel.

The aesthetics occupy the virtual quarantine vibe, introducing us to the “Mindful Meditation with Clarissa”, in which the hosts sit in front of a green screen, projecting an image of an area carpeted with a pink universe. Is imposed, which is following her like her sleep — prompting popping in “The Wizard of Oz”. But when Silent Devils and Paulson’s aura begins in her diatribe, one almost regains the call-and-response energy of a live crowd to temper bitterness.

A collection of quarantine solo performances for HOB is also evident in Rudnick’s efforts to develop “coastal elites” from a live stage production, and the actors’ handle can be seen as an expert. But the feeling of casualty in making this necessary change is the “coastal elites” the audience can get by staying in the accompaniment of spirits indulging in an evening of theater.

But this version of the production has the unintentional side effect of exposing our isolation at a time when many of us crave solidarity. In moments like this, everything we drive, drink or wear is probably the last experience we have no need for. It can be a front row ticket to show more exhaustion, loneliness all over the world.

“Coastal Elites” will premiere on HBO and HBO Max on Saturday, September 12 at 9 pm.