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By MICHAEL KUCHWARA, AP Drama Critic
  Wednesday, March 7, 2007
  (03-07) 14:40 PST NEW YORK,  (AP) -- 
  Kevin Kline usually exudes such a vital, robust stage persona that it's a  puzzlement to watch his pale transformation into the mad monarch at the center  of director James Lapine's slow, strangely unmoving version of "King  Lear."
  Not that this modern-dress production, which the Public Theater opened  Wednesday, is emotion-free. But the grief is subdued at least as far as  Shakespeare's most touching tragic hero is concerned.
At his first appearance, Kline, sporting white locks and a stylish full  beard, certainly looks resplendently royal, dressed in a purple jacket, gold  vest and gray slacks. The 59-year-old actor is a commanding physical presence  with the expert vocal technique to handle Shakespeare's verse.
Yet right from the start, Kline's performance seems distant, almost as if he  stepped outside the character and is looking in — still trying to find the man  who renounces his youngest, truthful daughter and who unwisely divides his  kingdom between her older, conniving siblings.
"King Lear" is one of the great plays about family, particularly  the bond between parents and children, and Lapine certainly plays up that connection  throughout the long evening.
  His production, while often plodding, offers a parade of striking images,  most of which have something to do with earth. Even before the play begins, we  see three little girls on stage, each fascinated by a sand map of Britain. You  can be sure that before very long, this outline of the country will be kicked  into smithereens, and that set designer Heidi Ettinger's backdrop of what looks  like mounds of dirt will come tumbling down.
  Lear's three daughters are a glamorous bunch (their gowns are by costume  designer Jess Goldstein), but they seem more defined by the color of their  outfits — Cordelia, the good daughter, is in blue — than by the personalities  of the actresses portraying them. For the record, they are played by Angela  Pierce, Laura Odeh and Kristen Bush.
  More emotion is found in the relationship between the Earl of Gloucester  (the always reliable Larry Bryggman) and his two sons: the good Edgar, played  by Brian Avers, and the dastardly Edmund, a cunningly seductive Logan  Marshall-Green. The eventual reconciliation between the blind Gloucester and  his loyal offspring shouldn't — but does — pack more of an emotional punch that  Lear's eventual realization of how he has wronged Cordelia, his youngest child.
  The rest of the supporting cast is uneven but there are credible portraits  by Michael Cerveris, whose Kent does a nifty physical transformation to remain  in the king's good graces, and Philip Goodwin as the Fool, done up as a foppish  vaudevillian.
  Kline's monarch is certainly the buffest Lear in memory, particularly in his  stripped-to-his-skivvies mad scene. Yet the howling seems calculated, not  leading to the bleakness that should overwhelm the man when he realizes what he  has done to Cordelia. Despair has been muted.
  The production's incidental music is the work of both Michael Starobin and  Stephen Sondheim, and Sondheim buffs will most likely recognize what melodies  are his — particularly the tune that closes the end of first act.
  Kline was a hearty, humorous Falstaff in Lincoln Center Theater's spirited  2003 revival of "Henry IV." The actor's expansiveness lifted the  entire production. By comparison, this "King Lear" seems constricted,  shrinking the impact of one of Shakespeare's most majestic plays.