Neither the Globe nor the Herald reveals a smoking gun on Robert Woodruff's departure from the ART, although Louise Kennedy's Globe story does touch on the possible issues, which range from declining attendance (a widespread problem) to a hint of dissension within the ranks over out-of-town casting choices. In an era when crowd-pleasing is a survival mandate for many arts groups, the ART's steadfastly serious - or should we say,
relentlessly highbrow - approach may not be helping at the box office. Even bringing on the Dresden Dolls for a production was a move to the avant garde, not a mere publicity grab. The black-clad Woodruff, a dead ringer for comedian Richard Belzer, looks the embodiment of that approach. Of course if relentlessly highbrow doesn't work on Brattle Street, it may not work anywhere.
It's pretty clear the ART didn't want to talk about it. Yesterday's big announcement was made via email (you read it here first!), with Woodruff declining further comment and relevant officials out of the office for the holidays; box offices figures were not immediately available, Kennedy wrote. With Woodruff and Nicholas Martin leaving town soon, though, we're clearly in a turbulent period for local theater and that could be a good thing.
Another example of a local arts institution making a survival move (and the gleeful punishment thereof) comes in this morning's Globe, as Ken Johnson just kicks the crap out of the MFA's latest exhibit of a wealthy supporter's collection. "So, rather than tell him that many of the paintings and sculptures in his collection would be prime candidates for deaccessioning if ever they were bequeathed to the MFA," Johnson writes, "the museum is giving him a nice, ego-boosting kiss of gratitude in the form of this depressingly uneven, mixed bag of an exhibition." All together now: Ouch.





