BOOTLEG FILES 893: “Kennedy’s Children” (1982 television film based on Robert Patrick’s play).
LAST SEEN: On OK.ru.
AMERICAN HOME VIDEO: None.
REASON FOR BOOTLEG STATUS: It is unclear why this was never released for home entertainment viewing.
CHANCES OF SEEING A COMMERCIAL DVD RELEASE: Not likely.
Adapting a stage play into a film is always something of a challenge, but taking Robert Patrick’s drama “Kennedy’s Children” from its theatrical setting into a cinematic format was not an easy journey. For starters, “Kennedy’s Children” is not a conventional play, but rather a series of monologues delivered by five strangers in a bar. The characters never interact with each other, but instead voice their inner frustrations to the audience.
If reviews from back in the day are any indication, Robert Patrick’s text resulted in a memorable experience for the audiences that saw it in the original New York runs (Off-Off-Broadway in 1973 and on Broadway in 1975) and its London presentations (staged in between the New York productions). But the cinematic format is completely different, especially when the camera magnifies the actor – and, by extension, the dialogue – via close-up. A work with five main characters talking to themselves in a bar, no matter how well-written, is an unlikely concept for film.
The two directors assigned to “Kennedy’s Children,” Merrill Brockway and Marshall W. Mason, didn’t entirely crack the puzzle of making a memorable film from Patrick’s play. A few silent flashback moments were added to illustrate the monologues, but they added nothing except hazy distracting visuals. The characters were also given the opportunity to occasionally look at each other while speaking, but that behavior came across as odd when the roots of a conversation never sprouted from these monologist talkathons.
Even worse, the camera emphasized the theatricality of Patrick’s drama, and the oversized neuroses on display often came across as bad acting rather than an honest presentation of emotional breakdowns.
The title “Kennedy’s Children” doesn’t refer to the offspring of everyone’s favorite Massachusetts dynasty, but rather it alludes to the young people who embraced the idealism and optimism of the JFK presidency in the early 1960s. The play is set in February 1974, more than a decade after the promise of that era was literally shot to pieces in a Dallas motorcade, and the characters who came of age during that brief but giddy time of a political Camelot find themselves and their worlds in a confusing, dreary and seemingly endless miasma.
The five characters are Wanda (Jane Alexander), a school teacher who continues to hero-worship JFK; Sparger (Charles Harper), a gay actor stranded in the artistically unsatisfactory fringes of the Off-Off-Broadway orbit; Mark (Brad Dourif), a Vietnam veteran self-destructing via pills, beer and re-reading from his frontline diaries; Rona (Lindsay Crouse), an aggressive political activist turned lawyer who cannot comprehend how the protest movements failed to dislodge the status quo; and Carla (Shirley Knight, repeating her Tony-winning Broadway performance), a would-be starlet whose attempt to become the next Marilyn Monroe came to naught.
To its credit, “Kennedy’s Children” plumbs strong performances from Jane Alexander – she’s so natural that you forget she’s acting – and Lindsay Crouse, who gets to growl some of the funniest lines as the bitter ex-activist who failed in her attempts to change the world. When recalling the media’s coverage of the many protest marches she attended, she bitterly laments, “They mostly photographed Norman Mailer, but we were there.”
Dourif gives a decent performance as the damaged veteran, despite having the least colorful monologues and being buried in Sasquatch levels of hair – a flashback to him as a clean shaven young soldier makes the actor seem barely out of his teens, even though he was in his early thirties when the film was made. But poor Shirley Knight, decked out like a Hollywood red carpet habitue, babbles endlessly and pointlessly about Marilyn Monroe in a breathy voice that sort of recalls the doomed bombshell. “People don’t want to hear me talk at all,” she declares at one point – and who can blame them for that wish?
Alas, poor Charles Harper – who has no other IMDb credits beyond this film – is stuck with the least satisfactory role of Sparger. The character embodies every gay stereotype imaginable – including a flashback where he does a crossdressing act and is raped by sailors – and he swishes and minces about with such brutal unsubtlety that you half expect someone to yell out “Are you free, Mr. Humphries?” In fairness, his character has one very funny theater-related line regarding his attempts to get noticed: “We all tried to draw Clive Barnes to us with the power of prayer.”
In the end, all these efforts may have been in vain. “Kennedy’s Children” premiered in February 1982 on CBS Cable, a short-lived effort by CBS to launch a fine arts cable television channel. Few people saw it on CBS Cable and (as far as I know) the film was not broadcast again on either CBS or any other network. It was never released on a home entertainment format, although an unauthorized upload videotaped from its broadcast premiere can be found on the Russian-based OK.ru. The link to that offering is here – and while I was disappointed with the production, perhaps you might find it to your liking.
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