‘Big Time’

Often a single vivid performance can salvage an otherwise predictable play. In the chrome-sleek “Big Time” at the Beverly Hills Playhouse, the rigor, single-mindedness and presence of actor George Miserlis come close at times to saving the show. But, ultimately, “Big Time” is too despairing and cynical for its own good.

The darkly handsome Miserlis looks sharp in a business suit. But curiously, for a profiteer, the character never changes that suit. “She’d better like my suit,” we hear him thinking. “It cost me a lot.”

More of that kind of humor would enliven playwright Keith Reddin’s relentless, cue ball-hard look at young, corruptible, self-centered comfort-seekers. Despite the bare-bones production design (black being the dominant image and a bed the chief prop), director Samuel Lloyd gives the production a pleasing metallic patina.

Fatally, though, there’s no one to root for, with the slight exception of our anti-hero’s neglected, live-in girlfriend. Her character is underplayed by another performer favored with good looks, Diane Carlin. Director Lloyd, who scores nicely himself as the protagonist’s unctuous, two-faced boss, should push Carlin for more edge.

Performances at 254 S. Robertson Blvd., Beverly Hills, Fridays through Sundays, 8 p.m., through March 19. Tickets: $12-$15. (213) 466-1767.