In April of 2003, monologist Spalding Gray walked into the sea at Bridgehampton, fully dressed, then walked back out again, disoriented. It was one in a series of despondent acts that were growing more severe in the wake of a debilitating traffic accident in 2001 that inflicted brain trauma, scarred his face and left one leg virtually immobilized.
The last time anybody saw him alive was January 10, 2004, when he took his kids to see the movie Big Fish in Manhattan. Gray wept after the film, which concerns a dying man’s relationship with his children. Later that day, Gray told his wife, Kathie Russo, that he was going to visit a friend. Instead, he appears to have taken a ride on the Staten Island Ferry and thrown himself overboard. On March 7, Gray’s body was pulled from the East River, an apparent suicide. (Gray’s mother committed suicide in 1967 at the age of 52.)
His death stunned legions of fans and admirers, even though his morbid depressions and suicide attempts following the car accident were well known, and the theme of mortality permeated his latest monologues.
In solo works such as Swimming to Cambodia, Monster in a Box, Gray’s Anatomy, It’s a Slippery Slope and A Personal History of the American Theater, Gray performed literary somersaults off a diving board erected by Lenny Bruce, Richard Pryor and sundry Beat poets. Sitting at a desk with a glass of water and a notebook, and sometimes improvising with the audience, Gray spun personal confessions and obsessions inside a global frame, so that his soliloquies were a blend of standup (or sitdown, in Gray’s case) and theology.
At Russo’s urging, New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg declared June 5 — which would have been Gray’s 65th birthday — Spalding Gray Day. For that day, Russo and performance artist Lucy Sexton organized a performance of Leftover Stories to Tell, readings from Gray’s monologues and 200 journals that he’d kept since the early ’60s, and which Russo and Sexton had been developing in various workshops since November.
Leftover Stories comes to UCLA’s Ralph Freud Playhouse June 14-18. Speaking to the Weekly by phone from New York, Russo explained that she’s divided the core cast into The Father Figure, The Mother Figure, The Sex Guy, The Journal Reader, and The Adventurer (who gets himself into ludicrous situations while disguising himself as a synagogue cleaner, and, in another segment, in which he feels so contemptuous of the staff at Houston’s Alley Theater, goes on a diet of figs, wears no underwear and farts through the rehearsals). The West Coast core cast includes Tommy Tiernan, Roger Guenveur Smith, Teri Garr, Bob Holman and Ain Gordon, with guest appearances by Brooke Adams, Margaret Cho, Gina Gershon, Miranda July, Eric Stoltz, Alice Sebold, Tony Shalhoub and Loudon Wainwright.
The Weekly caught up with Roger Guenveur Smith, Brooke Adams and Loudon Wainwright at UCLA.
“I first met Spalding 10 or 15 years ago,” says singer-songwriter Wainwright. “People had been telling me I should see Spalding Gray, because his monologues reminded them of my songs, so I finally did see his work and was knocked out, and then it turns out we both had houses out at the end of Long Island, near Sag Harbor. We would socialize a bit.”
Actress-painter Adams, who played Madame Ranevskaya in Chekhov’s The Cherry Orchard for the Atlantic Theater Company last spring, says she knew Gray’s girlfriend, Renée Shafransky. (In the midst of an affair with Russo, Gray married Shafransky in an attempt to quell his life’s emotional tempests. That marriage collapsed after Shafransky learned Gray had fathered a child with Russo.) “I met him such a long time ago in New York,” says Adams. “I was just a fan. His persona, which is what made him so funny and touching, was so vulnerable. Everything he said had the same weight, the way he said it, like somebody saying hello to him.”
Adams asks if it’s true that after he married Russo, he stopped including Shafransky in his works.
“[Shafransky] wasn’t in them because she wasn’t in his life then,” Wainwright explains. “I don’t think it was purposeful. There was very little separation of church and state. It was just all out there.”
(Russo had remarked that after their two sons, Forrest and Theo, were born, Gray became very sensitive about including them in his pieces, about defining them in his art before they had the opportunity to define themselves in their lives.)
“Once in London, I went to see his show,” adds Wainwright. “We hung out, we went to his hotel room, he drank, which is something he liked to do. He just launched into this personal stuff, it was kind of shocking, two middle-aged guys in a hotel room, stuff I wouldn’t have talked about. It was a compulsion. You wanted to say, I don’t need to hear that, but he needed to tell me. In the setting of a monologue, it was controlled, it was rehearsed, but underlying was this need to get it out there. Because if he didn’t get it out, something horrible might happen.”