While the material in Neil Simon’s "Come
      Blow Your Horn" may seem a bit frivolous and dated, the
      team of actors in the Heights Players’ new production of the
      play are a pleasant discovery.
      	"Come Blow Your Horn," which opened at the Brooks
      Atkinson Theatre on Feb. 22, 1961, was Simon’s first full-length
      comedy and his first hit. 
      	In 1963, the play was turned into a film that was mostly a Frank
      Sinatra vehicle, and a script by Norman Lear, who was to achieve
      considerable fame as a sitcom writer in the 1970s with "All
      in the Family" and "Maude" among others.
      	"Come Blow Your Horn" has a predictable plot with
      stereotypical characters and much worn gags. But like most
      of Simon’s comedies, it captured the mood of its times. Today
      the play reflects a mentality that may be lost on anyone under
      40, but it will certainly strike a chord for the middle-aged
      crowd and older. The Heights Players, which seems to have an
      audience addicted to the comic playwright, has certainly made
      a wise choice for its latest production, which opened on Feb.
      7.
      	Director Susan Montez makes her main stage debut at the Heights
      Players and does a creditable job, thanks, in part, to her previous
      experience as Kate in "Jake’s Women" and Pearl in "Prisoner
      of 2nd Avenue," both Simon comedies mounted by the Heights
      Players.
      	Don Downie is Alan Baker, the philandering older son of Harry
      Baker (Ed Healy), owner of the largest artificial fruit business
      in the east; and older brother of wannabe philanderer Buddy Baker
      (Steve Velardi).
      	Both Mr. and Mrs. Baker (Susan Faye Groberg) have accepted the
      fact that Alan is the prodigal son and Buddy is the studious,
      obedient son who stays at home, minds the business and will probably
      take care of his parents in their old age. 
      	Then Buddy goes AWOL, leaving the comforts of home for the more
      exciting possibilities of life with his adventurous and charming
      brother. The situation is complicated by Alan’s dallying with
      Peggy Evans (Stacie Leigh Scaduto), who is both brainless and
      stage-struck; and his love for Connie Dayton (Alea Varillas),
      who is more interested in the role of wife than any role onstage.
      	Most of the humor, however, is inherent in the characters of
      Mr. and Mrs. Baker. Groberg, who seems to be devoting a large
      part of her career playing aging Jewish women, having been Grandma
      Kurnitz in "Lost in Yonkers," Miriam Goldman in "Beau
      Jest," Golde in "Fiddler on the Roof" and Gorgeous
      in "The Sisters Rosensweig" (at the Gallery Players),
      has it down to an art. Certainly she is quite funny as the overly
      neat, overly protective, overly everything Mrs. Baker. But one
      can only wish the Heights and Gallery troupes would give the
      talented Groberg more challenging roles and leave this fluff
      for less experienced actresses to cut their teeth on.
      	Healy, a master of comic roles, delivers Lee J. Cobb’s signature,
      "You’re a bum," hurled at his older son, with great
      conviction. As the blustering, bullying father, he’s totally
      convincing when he confronts Alan with remarks like, "In
      six years you’ve put in two years. I get more help from my competitors."
      	Velardi and Downie make an amusing Mutt and Jeff pair, and their
      eventual role reversal is both believable and funny, if not exactly
      unexpected. Scaduto is fine as the sexy and clueless Peggy, and
      Vorillas does a good job as the smarter, more solid Connie. But
      since Simon never chose to give them the funny lines, they don’t
      have much to do. Both are relative newcomers to the Heights Players,
      and this reviewer would like to see more of them.
      	And, of course, any reviewer would be remiss not to take note
      of set designer Gerry Newman’s wonderful rendering of Alan Baker’s
      Upper East Side bachelor apartment.
      	If you’re a Simon fan, "Come Blow Your Horn" is a
      must-see. But even if you’re not, the comedy is a welcome escape
      from our darker reality into a light and frivolous world where
      we can make fun of our foibles because we know that, in the end,
      love will triumph.
      	
      	The Heights Players production of "Come Blow Your Horn"
      plays through Feb. 23, Fridays and Saturdays at 8 pm, and Sundays
      at 3 pm. Tickets are $10, seniors and students $8. The theater
      is located at 26 Willow Place between State and Joralemon streets
      in Brooklyn Heights. For reservations, call (718) 237-2752.
    
  
















 








