“Wishful Drinking” is essentially a nightclub act, composed of 98% patter, 2% song. A better place for the show, barring a cozy get-together at her nearby manse, would have been the Polo Lounge at the Beverly Hills Hotel. There’s a reason Princess Leia was her acting high point and that Meryl Streep played her surrogate in “Postcards.” Yet, as her self-parodying turn as host on “Saturday Night Live” in the late ‘70s colorfully bears out, she has always been adept at spoofing herself.Īnd she definitely provides humorous theatrical company for a couple of hours, though a legit venue like the Geffen sets the bar unnecessarily high. Fisher has a jittery, lump-in-her-throat quality that suggests more comfort as a writer than as a performer. Is a solo stage gig the ideal medium for her lancing, ironic wit? No.
You can call Fisher many things - an unflagging exhibitionist for starters - but she has a candor that makes her a most reliable witness to the far-fetched autobiography that is at once her curse and cure. story that would defy credulity were it not for the very credible presence of its narrator.
“Wishful Drinking,” the Beverly Hills yard sale of juicy anecdotes that opened Wednesday at the Geffen Playhouse under the direction of Joshua Ravetch, is an L.A.
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