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R.I.P. Robert Patrick, Playwright

The unexpected passing of the man Samuel French Inc. once called New York's "most-produced playwright."

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Robert Patrick, playwright (1937 – 2023)

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I’m sorry to note the unexpected passing of the man Samuel French Inc. once called New York’s “most-produced playwright,” Robert Patrick.  He was 85.

Robert was a source of inspiration for me long before I ever imagined we might be friends. And he was certainly kind to me.  I learned a lot from this brilliant, honest, generous man.

He was perhaps best-known for his play Kennedy’s Children–produced successfully on Broadway and on the West End, and in many cities, internationally.  He also gave  us some 60 other published plays, including Camera Obscura, which was filmed for PBS starring Marge Champion,  and The Haunted Host, which helped launch the acting career of a terrifically talented young  Harvey Fierstein.  They met when Fierstein was 16; Patrick gave Fierstein his first leading role in an Equity production, and they became good friends for life, (I have good memories of Harvey performing a striking monologue from that play, years later, during an appearance at the club Eighty-Eights).

A founder of Off-Off-Broadway theater and one of the brave, pioneering playwrights who brought gay themes into the mainstream, Robert was born in Texas to migrant workers. He grew up in poverty..  He pretty much educated himself.  He wound up writing for film and TV, too, as well as for theater–his true passion.

Robert Patrick at the world premiere of his latest play on March 26, 2023 at the Silverlake Lounge, Los Angeles

And he was vital until the end. The seated photo of him dressed in black that I’m posting was taken at the world-premiere of a play of his, in California just last month!

When Robert  failed to show up for a coffee date with a friend today (Sunday, April 23rd), the friend called the police and asked them to check his apartment to see if he was OK; they found that he’d died in his sleep.

He posted  on Facebook, the day before he died:  “REALITY is so horrible, you wonder why the people who hate it most are the ones who are most excited when they see a notice that a movie or TV series is ‘based on’ it. But now and then in some awful movie, one will catch a gratuitous glimpse of hummingbirds, cheetahs, crystal mountains, rippling seas which remind one what a miracle life and its environment are.”

He taught me that the main thing for any playwright was to get your play up in front of an audience–any audience, anywhere.  He told me: “It doesn’t matter if you have  no money, if you search hard enough you can find places to rehearse, and to put a production up; and don’t be shy about asking friends for help.”   I took his advice, and I’ve rehearsed plays in the damnedest places (like a restaurant on 42nd Street after hours).

Robert Patrick in performance

When I mounted the first production of a show I wrote/directed, One Night with Fanny Brice,  in Wayne, NJ (with thanks to producer Naomi Miller), I mentioned to Robert that I didn’t have a dime to hire a photographer for PR shots.  He told me to videotape the whole show, get him the video, and let him pull the best possible stills from the video. He believed–correctly,  as it turned out–he could get me photos more representative of the play that way than if we had a photographer take posed PR shots. He did all of that for me, as a friend.  And the photos he selected from the video became our official production photos for the subsequent Equity production, Off-Broadway at St. Luke’s Theater in New York. The photos he pulled from our video wound up gracing our show’s cast album, the posters and flyers, etc.  We thanked Robert in the Playbill and on the cast album.  He did all of that out kindness.  He made time for people he liked.

He wrote of his own process of becoming the terrific artist he became:  “Eventually it comes down to whether you like yourself. It takes a long time. I went into a room all alone, and I spread out my work, and I said, ‘Whatever isn’t me, I will throw away.’ And it was hard. But I managed it. Bit by bit. I got rid of everything that didn’t come from deep in me.“

R.I.P., Robert Patrick, playwright.

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4 Comments on R.I.P. Robert Patrick, Playwright

  1. I “knew” Robert as an actor knows a playwright even when separated by miles upon miles. I originated the role of Kink in the West Coast premiere of T-Shirts which put me on the theatre map. The play and the delicious words took up residence in my heart and soul during the run at the bohemian Deja Vu theatre in Hollywood where it was seen by the likes of Elizabeth Montgomery, Robert Foxworth, Richard Deacon, Charles Pierce, George Chakaris and many more. I am forever indebted to Robert for writing a role which I could live and breathe without distorting my true self. We finally met up when he arrived in Hollywood. Our paths crossed throughout the years, thankfully, and reminded me and humbled me with profound appreciation.

  2. Nika Cavat // April 24, 2023 at 3:48 pm // Reply

    I worked with Robert for four years in the early 80s with his company, the 4th E company. We worked at La Mama, as well as other off off Broadway venues. I was his assistant, poured coffee, took rehearsal notes, helped with publicity, lightings, all of it. Along the way, Robert taught me about grace under pressure, cultivating a sense of humor, and always, always, finding a way to speak the truth. Regardless of the weather, he habitually wore a big black overcoat, a scarf, and clasped a cup of coffee. Though we lost touch, I still hold him dear to my heart. Robert was truly one of a kind in all regards. Thank you, Robert, for being such an authentic, kind man. You changed my life for the better.

  3. Ben Rogers // April 24, 2023 at 4:24 pm // Reply

    RIP Uncle Pat!

  4. A friend from Eastern New Mexico University in Portales, New Mexico. He came from Roswell, New Mexico… stayed for a year and a half then moved on. I stayed in touch with him for years. I’m not gay but I appreciated his loyalty and friendship… Jim Slone, Tucson

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