By Timothy Ruppert
At the Lillie Theatre this week, Pittsburghers have the opportunity to look almost a century into the city’s past—and this Treebeans production ensures that audience members will be surprised by what they find.
The year is 1934, and the merry excesses of the Jazz Age have given way to the soup-kitchen queues and boarded bank doors of the Great Depression. The place is a holding area in the federal courthouse, and the fish out of water is the immensely wealthy Andrew Mellon (Michael McBurney). As he waits to learn whether he will be indicted for tax evasion, Mellon meets a poor but high-spirited Italian immigrant, Mike (Naquin Pulliam), who has been detained for moonshine-making. With no knowledge of his cellmate’s power and prestige (even mispronouncing the financier’s name to rhyme with ‘matrimony’), Mike offers Mellon something the latter has seldom experienced: friendship. His feelings of aloneness diminish with Mike’s gregariousness, and Mellon reveals much about his past—including his long-suppressed romantic regrets.
A fictionalization of actual events, Andy Malone exemplifies the old idea from the Roman poet Horace that art should be dulce et utile, pleasing and educative alike. Frank Motz’s script presents history with heart, and Kaitlyn Wittig Menguc directs smartly and sensitively. Excellent as a matter of course, McBurney renders Mellon without hauteur, ensuring that we view with sympathy a figure of scarcely imaginable privilege. A fine performer in their own right, Pulliam negotiates nicely between the gauche and the grand to establish for Mike the unstudied charisma that ultimately sways the now-elderly Mellon to see both his past and his future in a new and better way. As the bailiff, Thom DeLair generates laughs with a delightfully hyperbolic yinzer accent. Teresa Martuccio’s costumes are wonderful, as is Ally Tayag Ricarte’s lighting design.

The evening’s coda, entitled Fannie Jones Monologue, recontextualizes facts about both Mellon and Mike through the device of an academic presentation, complete with images and text projected onto the Lillie Theatre’s upstage red-brick wall. Written by Patricia Lowry and performed by Menguc, this monologue provides an evidential account of Mellon’s life and times, featuring important details about “Hell-with-the-lid-off” Pittsburgh in its hyper-industrialized past. Martuccio, who stages this section of the show with Menguc, has an exceptional walk-on.
After the show, I remarked to my wife Heather that, despite having lived in this city for quite some time, I knew very little about Mellon beyond the fact that he possessed a Croesus-like fortune. One of the foremost charms of the companion pieces Andy Malone and Fannie Jones Monologue involves that very sense of discovery. I commend the cast and crew of this production for telling the story of an unlikely intersection of fates with such alacrity and care.
From first to last, Andy Malone proves as edifying as it is heartfelt. Moreover, the Lillie Theatre provides an ideal venue for this production (and is something of a time portal for me, as my first play was staged there twenty-six years ago). I recommend this show enthusiastically and promise that the theatergoers who get to see it will deem it sweet and instructive indeed.
—TR
“Andy Malone,” with “Fannie Jones Monologue,” runs at the Lillie Theatre, 1300 Bingham Street, Pittsburgh, 15203, through 16 August. For tickets, visit here.






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