Merritt Wever brings undoctored flair to ‘Nurse Jackie’
When it comes to awkwardness, Merritt Wever is a Zen master. As Zoey Barkow, the eager puppy of a junior nurse who trails Edie Falco’s character on “Nurse Jackie,” the 30-year-old actress can perform a scene over and over with serious focus, all while wearing pink hospital scrubs imprinted with bunnies. During the show’s third season, which began Monday, she eats doughnuts without using her hands, stacking them up into a tower and hollowing them out with her teeth. She flaps her arms, calling herself a “very sexy gazelle,” and jumps rope in a way that no bra should be forced to withstand.
With her endearing goofiness and flair for slapstick, Wever’s defining a new kind of “it” girl — the kind who’d no doubt roll her eyes at anyone who’d ever use the term “it” girl. But over the last few years, she’s snagged memorable scenes in indie film favorites such as Lena Dunham’s “Tiny Furniture” and Noah Baumbach’s “Greenberg,” playing the role of the charmingly geeky best friend so believably that Dunham still hangs out with her today. Like Dunham and Wever’s “Greenberg” costar Greta Gerwig, she belongs to a generation of actresses who’ve transformed a certain slouchy, clumsy, earnest lack of affectation into a legitimate acting technique of its own.
That no-big-deal performance style has elevated her from sidekick to bona fide star on “Nurse Jackie.” Watching Wever flop around unselfconsciously on screen, it’s easy to forget that looking like you’re not acting takes a lot of hard work.
When Wever arrives at a cafe in Brooklyn, looking fresh-faced with long, wavy, wash-and-go hair and no makeup, she seems far more reserved and soft-spoken than Zoey — which might be why it’s so funny to see her transformed into a brash, unhinged creature on screen.
“I like getting to do physical comedy,” she says, in between great, fluffy bites of omelet. “I don’t feel like there’s that many opportunities for young women my age to get to flail around and become” — her voice suddenly takes on the faux-serious tone of a movie voice-over — “the master of her own comic destiny.”
Sometimes it seems as if Wever simply willed Zoey into being, or sprang fully formed from Zoey’s pastel-scrunchie-adorned head. Originally, the character was supposed to be a very conventional medical drama type, and a woman of color. “When Merritt walked in, I almost laughed because it was like ‘You’re at the wrong audition!’” says Linda Wallem, one of the show’s creators. “But then she started reading and my palms got sweaty. She was just like Jackie 20 or 30 years ago. She was Jackie’s more innocent self.”
Now, Wallem says she and co-creator Liz Brixius occasionally leave the ending of a scene ambiguous, just so Wever can improvise. She remembers the day Wever decided her character should spontaneously hug Jackie (who’s not a hugger) for an uncomfortably long time. Seeing Falco’s pained expression, Wallem prayed that no one would crack up and ruin the take.
“Merritt will say every word you’ve written in the script, but then she’ll add something totally unexpected, like she’ll curtsy, or pat Jackie on the back, and everyone will just lose it,” explains Brixius. “Part of what makes comedy work is the element of surprise, and when we’re laughing on set, it’s usually because, oh my God, Merritt, what did you just do?”
Wever admits that she’s never exactly hated getting attention. Born to a single, progressive mother who used a sperm donor, she used to sit in on the weekly, left-leaning activist meetings her mom held at their New York apartment because, “embarrassingly, it was an audience.”
Recognizing her love of performing, her mother enrolled her in everything from dance classes to the children’s choir of the Metropolitan Opera. She even sent Wever to a liberal Jewish summer camp where she sang pro-union, pro-labor songs in Yiddish. It wasn’t until she attended LaGuardia Arts high school that she began auditioning in earnest, eventually winning parts in off-Broadway plays. (She still occasionally does theater and will soon appear in a New York production of the Tony Kushner play “The Illusionist.”)
Though she’d go on to win small parts in “Michael Clayton” and “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip,” Zoey has become her breakthrough role — almost accidentally. The more subtle her comedy — no one else can do the very slight, confused-cocker-spaniel head tilt like Wever — the more she got noticed.
“I remember in Season 1, some magazine called her a scene stealer,” remembers Brixius. “Merritt was horrified that anybody would see her that way.”
Now she’s finally embracing it — with that awkward, too-long embrace that Wever does so well. This season, Zoey’s emerging more often from behind her tuna-and-raisin-bread sandwiches to take on more screen time. She’s moved into what Wever calls “full-blown b-friend, g-friend” status with the EMT guy, and she may have another suitor on the way. She’s even started a blog. The inspired title is “Nursing It Yo!”
Meanwhile, Wever’s moving past the bunny scrubs into something a little bolder: frog scrubs. “For a long time, I thought that as long as I wasn’t wearing pink scrubs, nobody would recognize me,” says Wever, breaking into a crooked smile. “Luckily, it hasn’t worked out that way.”
When: 10 p.m. Mondays
Rating: TV-MA-L (may be unsuitable for children younger than 17, with an advisory for coarse language)
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