Neil Simon is a close runner-up to William Shakespeare when counting the number of plays turned into movies. But can the works by the Jewish lad from the Bronx prove as durable as the prolific output of the Bard of Avon?
"I had been a student, wife, mother, news executive and caregiver, but I had always promised myself that one day I would be an actor."
Neil Simon has always laced his plays with aspects of his own life and, at age 75, he takes on mortality -- specifically the mortality of a creative writer -- in "Rose and Walsh."
Judging by some reviews of the current play, such ignorance may be bliss, and to me and the rest of the audience, the sturdy underpinnings of the basic plot line easily carried au courant references to cell phones, e-mail and béarnaise sauce.
Never has Neil Simon dissected his marital specimen, genus Americana, with more astuteness and wit than in the world premiere of "The Dinner Party" at the Mark Taper Forum.