By Harry Haun
26 Oct 2007
Back in 1989, he stopped 96 blocks into the trip, lingering from Oct. 10 to Christmas Eve at Playhouse 91. Although a 76-performance run wasn't much to show for the kind of chaotic childhood that he survived and lived to dramatize, some lasting good did come out of it: Chazz Palminteri, an authentic voice as well as an actor of range and rage.
He hasn't been far out of the limelight since, even earning an Oscar nomination as get this! a gangster with a gift for dramaturgy in Woody Allen's "Bullets Over Broadway."
Palminteri got his first screen credit in 1985 as "Hood #2" in Berry Gordy's "The Last Dragon," and he could have been one in real life, given the child's garden of perversities he grew up in. At age nine, he and he alone witnessed a neighborhood killing, and, because he refused to finger the guy who did the whacking, he became a local (very) hero.
"You did a good thing for a bad man," said his dad, a working-class stiff who drove a bus for a living and, from that point, the race was on for the boy's soul. The hitman, Sonny, became the object of some unhealthy hero-worship, which intensified when the gangster paid him for gofer-ing and tending crap games with bounty exceeding that of a bus driver.
In a life-imitating-art switcheroo that ironically reiterates the story's theme, the actor who played the boy doing the moral balancing-act in the movie Lillo Brancato was charged in 2005 with second-degree murder for his alleged role in a burglary in the Bronx in which an off-duty police officer was fatally shot. His acting career never went very far beyond playing a Mafia wannabe on "The Sopranos." Recently, he told New York Magazine he thought the curious turns of his life would also make an interesting movie.
The afterparty was held at Bond 45, and the room was warm with Doo-Wop the sound of the '60s when the now 55-year-old Palminteri did his tricky, treacherous growing-up. Maybe it was the music, maybe it was the wall-to-wall fans and friends, but he viewed this Broadway revival a thrice-told Tale now as something of a miracle he never expected to see (but, of course, always hoped to see). "I'm really happy I'm doing it again," he said.
"I just think not enough people saw it the first time because we closed it right away. They sent me the movie deal, and I closed it. I wanted to make some money. De Niro came and saw it and believed in me. He was the only one who said, 'Hey! I'll do it with you.'"
Plainly a Palminteri partisan, De Niro actually showed up at the Broadway opening and the party that followed definitely not his thing tucking himself into a corner booth on the second landing with his wife, Grace Hightower, and the Palminteris (wife Gianna Ranaudo and their 11-year-old son, Dante Lorenzo). Newspaper icon Jimmy Breslin joined the five in the quiet center of the storm that the De Niro bodyguards kept at bay.
To get the shot that had him clucking contentedly De Niro and Palminteri, Together Again! Playbill's wily photographer Aubrey Reuben greeted Mrs. De Niro with an especially perky, "Oh, hello, Grace." She smiled and quickly translated: "That means, 'Let me introduce you to my husband.'" And she did. And he got his picture he wanted.
Almost lost in all the De Niro commotion was the indispensable Jerry Zaks, who directed the event itself a pretty daunting proposition, telling an author how to act his own words but it wasn't a first for Zaks: "I did direct a playwright doing his own lines when I did the original production of The Marriage of Bette and Boo and Chris Durang was in it. But I've never done a one-man show like this. I love working with Chazz. In fact, I'm gonna gush. He was great. He trusted me, and vice versa. He was never precious about his words. He listened. He made cuts. He made changes. I'd come up with something and say, 'Why don't you try it this way?' and he'd do it. Dream to work with!"
A veritable covey of recent retirees from "The Sopranos" put in an appearance and were lavish in their praise. "I seen the play ten times in Los Angeles, and I loved the movie," said John "Cha-Cha" Ciarcia, "and I had a little tear in my eye tonight, reminiscing how many times I seen the play, and Chazz was as great tonight as when he first done it." He paused, winded, then applied the button: "I think he's going to wind up with a Tony."