Sign in the Six O’Clock Sky (Theater for the New City)

Subtitled “a fable with songs,” Sign in the Six O’ Clock Sky is about four sideshow performers from 1933 who find themselves in a time warp, not knowing how they got there.  Combining a circus sideshow with the word surreal usually gets my attention so I decided to see this premiere at the Theater for the New City.  The set by Sonya Plenefisch is promising.  Is this the moon?  A rocky beach?

Posters for three performers are displayed.  One act is the human pin cushion, another the strongman (Robert Homeyer and Michael Giorgio).  The lady is billed as Aphrodite (Jessica Lorion).  After a dreamy opening, four stranded people are lamenting that time is so old and slow.  They are clearly past their physical prime.  The Great Depression has made their lives miserable.  “We’re just two slices of bologna away from a bread line.”  “He’s a snail’s breath away from panic.”  Are they lost? Dead? Part of a mass hysteria?  Punished for breaking the rules?

While trying to figure that out, they rehearse musical numbers from their show with the blind piano-playing Dr. Raven (David Shakopi).  The first one of Dan Furman’s songs is a ditty about “strolling down the avenue.”  Why is the human pin cushion also a song and dance man?  No idea.  Back to the story.  Are they on an island?  They do a quick search but learn nothing.  A young Wall Street CEO (Michael A. Green) arrives in a business suit carrying a cell phone which is not working.  What started as mysterious (if nonsensical) immediately embraces the ridiculous.

Written by twice Oscar nominated screenwriter Arnold Schulman (Love With the Proper Stranger and Goodbye, Columbus), the philosophical mumbo-jumbo gets thick and preposterous fast.  One dimensional characters recite lines meant to be reflective but just sound banal. The Wall Street guy makes his fortune buying and selling numbers.  “No one will deal with me if I didn’t have an $80,000 watch.”  He’s from 2019 and, after meeting his fellow strandees, he reconsiders his historical understanding of the depression.  “I had no idea it impacted real people.”  If this were farce rather than deadly serious, perhaps these stereotypes might be worth a chuckle.

Oddly and improbably, Mr. Money falls hard and fast for Aphrodite, a self-described whore who proclaims “I look at men the way a cow looks at butchers.”  How can these two find a common ground for love?  “Without whores and corruption, nothing in this world would ever get done.”  Director Sheila Xoregos (of the Xoregos Performing Company) has this cast playing this as serious drama.  I would rethink the plan completely.  Imagine the reaction this psychobabble would receive if Catherine O’Hara and Eugene Levy were inhabiting these people as bizarre cartoons.

Alas, that is not the case.  More than half of the audience left at intermission.  This particular smorgasbord of the human condition has it all:  alcoholism, prostitution, depression, blindness, the occult and repentance.  They talk and talk and talk.  Someone finally says “What is a real conversation anyway?”  One is not to be found in this play.

For those who skipped the second act, you missed “like Kafka,  l live only to find the deep hidden yes underneath the no.”  The reply:  “if you really look under the no, you’ll find something delicious.”  The latter stages of the play include a twist of sorts which comes far too late despite a solid portrayal by Michael Neal Johnson.

What is the sign in the six o’clock sky?  Another unneeded song repeats the line “I Claim the Night” and ponders windows in the sky.  “Why don’t I ever understand a thing you say?” best describes this complete misfire of a play.

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The Cher Show

There are many reasons to recommend a visit to The Cher Show.  First and foremost is the subject matter herself.  Without question, Cher is one of the top five divas of the last half century.  The star power has been turned to high wattage for so long from the early music hits with Sonny Bono to multiple television series.  An acting career followed culminating in an Oscar for Moonstruck.  Her love affairs were tabloid fodder for years.  So much material, so many iconic songs and so much unforgettable fashion to choose from.  Can this one-of-a-kind survivor story triumph as a Broadway jukebox musical biography?

How do you find the right performer to pull off the feat of portraying a living and beloved icon who is still touring the world in concert?  The conceit here is to have three actresses representing different stages of her life.  There is Babe (Micaela Diamond) who meets Sonny, heads to the studio and improbably shoots to number one with “I Got You, Babe.”  The middle years are reflected through Lady (impressive understudy Dee Roscioli) who gains independence and control of her life.  But it’s Star Cher who seemingly took bigger and bigger chances and made herself legendary.  Stephanie J. Block is extraordinary in this part, adding layers of emotional depth and carrying the weight of this story on her back.

All three certainly pay homage to Cher’s unique mannerisms and vocal inflections but they never veer to caricature.  As first husband Sonny, Jarrod Spector received noticeable gasps of elated recognition from the audience.  His performance is remarkable for capturing the essence and charm of this equally unique person.  When this couple reenacts the patented banter from their television variety show, the humor, style and physicality were spot on.

Already that seems like a lot to recommend The Cher Show, especially for her legion of fans.  The costumes by Bob Mackie are undeniably sensational.  They evoke fun (and funny) styles through the various decades, peaking with a parade of famous looks you may remember.  I liked the set design by Christine Jones and Brett J. Banakis and the lighting design by Kevin Adams.  The Sonny & Cher Comedy Hour visuals were ideal replicas.  The moving arcs and lighting effects gave Vegas glitz when necessary.  Frequently, the Chers are alone or in small groups so the set design also helps the show seem full enough for a Broadway stage.

When the musical numbers are big, the ensemble delivers outstanding support here.  The myriad of costumes showcase the fittest chorus in New York.  The men are muscular and the women have legs for days.  With Bob Mackie dressing them, they all look spectacular.  Ashley Blair Fitzgerald is Dark Lady during a dance in Act II.  Choreographed by Christopher Gattelli, this number is a jaw-dropping highlight of precision, movement and lifts.  Ms. Fitzgerald’s exceptional number, accompanied by her strong male partners, nearly stops the show.

That moment is quite welcome because Act II takes some storytelling turns that slow momentum down considerably.  The uneven book by Rick Elice is often funny and therapeutically heartfelt.  Exposition, however, gets in the way as we traverse through this long career.  The throwaway Lucille Ball scene and the overlong Gregg Allman section (memorably played by Matthew Hydzik) hurt the pacing considerably.

What works exceptionally well in the book, however, was the three Cher personalities woven throughout.  Each comments on and supports the other through the highs and lows of a life lived in the spotlight.  What nicely emerges is a memoir more than a biography.  Admittedly like her life, The Cher Show is imperfect yet endlessly entertaining when it hits a bullseye.

The woman is a survivor.  Someone once said, “The only thing that will be left after a nuclear holocaust is Cher and cockroaches.”  The comment was brought up to her in an interview.  She smiled and brilliantly replied that the quote seemed to sum it all up, didn’t it?  At the start of this musical, Star Cher pulls us into her orbit with “let’s do this, bitches.”  How can you resist?

www.thechershowbroadway.com

Alice By Heart (MCC Theater)

“Surely books are made to linger in,” notes Alice at the beginning of this new musical.  Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland is one such book which is embraced again and again.  There have been so many adaptations and interpretations of this story.  Alice By Heart begins in London’s Underground in 1941 amidst the Blitz during World War II.  The atmospheric set design by Edward Pierce nicely evokes a dark, cavernous yet claustrophobic shelter.  Bombs are exploding as the story begins.

The people in this particular shelter are all coping with their fears.  Alfred is quite ill and is expected to die from tuberculosis.  Despite admonitions to stay away, Alice decides to help him pass the time (and hopefully heal) by reading through Alice in Wonderland.  When the nurse destroys her book, she has to recall the story by memory, hence the title Alice By Heart.  The production quickly shifts to a loose adaptation.

The most interesting aspect of this musical is the parallel paths taken by Alice Spencer/Alice down the rabbit hole.  The book written by Steven Sater and Director Jessie Nelson links the growing up quandary of the classic tale to the harsh realities of growing up too early in a dark world of evil.  At her trial before the Queen of Hearts (Grace McLean, excellent), the song “Isn’t It A Trial?” sums up the sad reality.  I heard multiple meanings in the lyric “Isn’t it a trial to try and stay a child?” from the innocence of youth to the adult denial of aging.

Twenty songs are crammed into this ninety minute show.  Many of them are memorable notably “Chillin’ the Regrets” and “The Key Is” performed in the slinky caterpillar scene.  The creativity in the staging is additive to the fun.  In order to create an outer shell for the mock turtle, the cast utilizes green soldier helmets.  The show feels like a series of ideas and captivating visuals without a center core to truly flesh out this particular retelling.

The opening blitz scene happens so quickly that we do not get invested in our central couple of Alice and Alfred, nor with any other characters.  Maybe a more expansive book would help glue the story together and make the plotlines clearer.  Scenes between Alice and the Cheshire Cat seemed to be critically important for the narration and summation of the most important learnings.  Instead, the songs “Some Things Fall Away” and “Winter Blooms”  were flat and uninspired.

Without a great core, Alice By Heart simply exists to offer some very entertaining musical numbers.  The choreography by Rick and Jeff Kuperman is eminently watchable with intricate movements and clever tongue-in-cheek flourishes.  The famous cast of characters that populate Wonderland are allowed to dominate the show which also dilutes the main storyline.

But what a cast of characters to enjoy!  Extra praise has to be given to Andrew Kober (King of Hearts, Jabberwocky), Colton Ryan (Alfred, White Rabbit), Heath Saunders (Caterpillar) and, especially, Wesley Taylor (Mad Hatter and others).  This creatively staged but underdeveloped musical is fun even if it did not achieve the promise of its dark premise.

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Xanadu (Denver Center for the Performing Arts, CO)

This year, the Will Farrell movie Holmes & Watson won the 39th Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Picture.  A tongue-in-cheek roasting of bad cinema, this anti-Oscars event began in 1981.  The horrendous flop Xanadu starring Olivia Newton-John and Gene Kelly was nominated.  Can’t Stop the Music starring Bruce Jenner and The Village People won the first Razzie.  Oddly, Douglas Carter Beane (The Little Dog Laughed, The Nance) decided to adapt Xanadu for the Broadway stage.  Even more oddly, the show was a critical success and a Tony nominee for Best Musical in 2008.

Having missed that original production, I finally had a chance to catch up with this oddity while visiting Colorado.  The Denver Center for the Performing Arts has scheduled Xanadu for a six month run (!) in its cabaret room, the Garner Galleria Theatre.  Table service is available for drinks and snacks.  Let’s just agree that a relaxed environment coupled with a nice cocktail is probably the ideal way to see this musical.

While Xanadu the movie was a box office failure, the soundtrack was a huge commercial success with the song “Magic” topping the charts.  The plot is a mash up of the original movie and the mythological fantasy film Clash of the Titans.  Sonny is an artist who is dissatisfied with his sidewalk mural of the Greek Muses.  He decides to kill himself.  Clio, the youngest and perkiest Muse, convinces her sisters to travel to Venice Beach to inspire Sonny.  She uses roller skates, leg warmers and an Australian accent as catalysts for motivational coaching.  Sonny decides he can combine all the arts plus “something athletic” into one spectacular entertainment:  a roller disco.

The show’s original six sisters have been trimmed down to three for this version but still include one male in drag.  The hunky Sonny wears short shorts and a tank top.  Jokes are squarely aimed at theater geeks:  “so grand, so earnest, so preposterous…. it’s like Andrew Lloyd Webber.”  In this jukebox of average tunes, “Whenever You’re Away From Me” was a performance standout.  Now it’s time to take your temperature.  Semi-interested or “hell no, we won’t go”?

This production has been directed and choreographed by Joel Farrell.  Xanadu needs to be breezy, efficient and silly to work.  Overall I would say the mission has been accomplished.  Lauren Shealy (Clio) and Marco Robinson (Sonny) had nice chemistry and solid roller skating skills.  It’s Ms. Shealy’s show to carry and she gave good goddess.  Aaron Vega also did a nice turn in multiple roles including theater owner Danny, Zeus and a Muse.

Early on during the performance I saw there was a fire alarm followed by a theater evacuation.  The poor art gallery next door was flooding from their overhead sprinklers.  After the fire department all clear, we returned to our seats (and our drinks).  Xanadu takes a while to showcase its minimal charms but most of this audience came back.  Did they desperately need to hear “Suddenly the wheels are in motion/And I, I’m ready to sail any ocean”?  Doubtful but it does have a catchy hook.

Is this lightweight concoction really a Broadway caliber musical?  Hard to say.  I can confidently state, however, that placing this campy ninety minute revue into a cabaret is exactly the format this show needs to continue to live on.  The oft-repeated ELO (Electric Light Orchestra) lyric from a song in Xanadu sums it up best:  “Oh, what a strange magic.”

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Kiss Me, Kate

The first Tony Award for Best Musical (1949) was awarded to Kiss Me, Kate.  Cole Porter scored this comedy, his most successful show in a career that included Gay Divorce, Anything Goes and Red, Hot and Blue.  The Tony award winning book by Sam and Bella Spewack was reportedly inspired by the backstage bickering between Alfred Lunt and Lynn Fontanne during a 1942 revival of Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew.  Roundabout Theatre Company has mounted a good revival of this classic and beloved show.

Fred Graham (Will Chase) is the director, producer and star of an upcoming production of a musicalized Taming of the Shrew.  His ex-wife, the film star Lilli Vanessi (Kelli O’Hara) is playing Katherine opposite his Petruchio.  They seem to be arguing all the time.  Are they still “So In Love”?  Ms. O’Hara’s singing is gorgeous throughout this musical and Mr. Chase does a fine job as well.

This Kiss Me, Kate begins with a lackadaisical  “Another Op’nin’, Another Show.”  The tone is more somber and reflective than expected.  The boisterous lyrics promise excitement from theater professionals getting ready for opening night.  Following this middling start, this revival hums along competently but doesn’t ignite until “Tom, Dick or Harry.”  This song has three suitors pursuing Bianca (Stephanie Styles) in this show within the show.  Exceptional dancing elevates this high caliber number.  Rick Faugno’s Second Suitor was top drawer.

There is an abundance of extra fine choreography by Warren Carlyle throughout.  “Too Darn Hot” and “Bianca” were dynamic ensemble numbers led by James T. Lane and Corbin Bleu.  Fine singing, fine dancing, a nice set and good tunes are usually enough to propel a Broadway musical.  I kept wondering why the show seemed flat overall despite so many enjoyable sections.

Mr. Chase and Ms. O’Hara have some sparkling chemistry.  His egotistical ladies man and her bad-tempered, aggressively assertive diva lean too close to nice and sweet.  He is supposed to be taming a shrew after all.  Edgier characterizations might make these characters seem less vanilla.  The story has been updated to resurrect “the original’s magic” while “rising to the responsibility of a 2019 revival.”  The effect might have been to water down the tension and bawdiness.  That void is nicely filled by Ms. Styles and Mr. Bleu as lovers with their political incorrectness seemingly in tact.

As gangsters, John Pankow and Lance Coadie Williams deliver their dated jokes reasonably well.  Their big number, the extremely clever “Brush Up Your Shakespeare,” did not showcase the witty lyrics well enough and was disappointing.  Scott Ellis directed this production unevenly.

This revival of Kiss Me, Kate succeeds musically with some great singing and dancing.  Mr. Carlyle’s choreography is interesting and varied, giving talented hoofers their spotlight moments and they excel.  If you love these particular actors and this show, you should expect a reasonably enjoyable evening in the theater.  This version might have hit far greater heights if it were sharper and more hilariously Shakespearean in scale.  Like the ones achieved by those bickering actors who were the original inspiration for this spoof.  The Lunt Fontanne theater on Broadway still bears their name for a reason.

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Merrily We Roll Along (Roundabout Theatre)

The Stephen Sondheim musical Merrily We Roll Along opened on November 16, 1981 and closed after 16 performances (and 52 extended previews).  A notorious flop, I finally had a chance to see this show in a short one week 2012 Encores! production starring Colin Donnell, Celia Keenan-Bolger and Lin Manuel Miranda.   Pleasantly surprised, I enjoyed the story and certainly the score.  Why was the original such a disaster?  Roundabout has once again paired up with the Fiasco Theater Company.  Their last partnership four years ago was the very success reimagining of Sondheim’s Into the Woods.

Their interpretation impressed Mr. Sondheim enough that he met with the artistic team, providing access to his archives and earlier versions of the script and cut songs.  This production collapses the cast down to six actors.  The story is the focus, unencumbered by an ensemble.  A dissection of earnest collaborative relationships turned fragile and ultimately broken over time takes center stage.

In the original Broadway outing, there were dozens of people on stage.  In researching for this review, I went to see a video recording of the original production from November 1981, the month it opened.  An illegal taping was confiscated and donated to the New York Public Library.  From either the balcony or mezzanine, someone captured this entire show.  The quality was obviously below average but I could see and hear clearly.  Was the original that bad?

In a word, yes.  Many productions after the first one corrected perhaps the fatal flaw of casting young actors in the show.  Merrily is the story of three fresh faced friends who arrive in New York in 1955.  By 1980, they are estranged and bitter, the joy of life long since buried.  The musical’s book (George Furth) goes backward in time.  When we first meet Mary she is an angry alcoholic.  With a young lady in the role, it felt like watching high school playacting.  That is not the case with Jessie Austrian’s take on the role.

In 1981, Mary’s hair band never changed through all 25 years.  The cheap set design reinforced the youth angle.  Bleachers (not kidding) moved around and were reconfigured.  The large ensemble frequently entered and distractedly remained onstage even during quieter, more reflective moments.  The costumes were bizarre.  The characters often wore sweatshirts with their names or descriptive slogans printed on their chests.  To make the story clearer?  How do you read that from the balcony?

Director Hal Prince’s misfires notwithstanding, I probably would have enjoyed myself as a relatively new theatergoer back in the day.  The score has so many terrific songs.  In Fiasco’s version, the songs are certainly the star.  Comparing the difference watching “Franklin Shepard, Inc.” then and now perfectly illustrates the improvements achieved here.

This particular song creates the major fissure between successful Broadway composers Frank (Ben Steinfeld) and Charley (Manu Narayan).  The scene is a television interview in which Charley heaves abuse on his partner’s selling out to Hollywood.  In the original, self-absorbed Frank is at the piano.  A chorus member unsteadily holds a long microphone overhead shifting it between seated Charley and the host.  When the song arrives, lights are dimmed while Charley gets a spotlight solo.  In this new staging, the three characters are always visually present and the rage Frank is experiencing has time to percolate in full view.  Instead of storming off the stage when the lights come back up, his discomfort escalates and the tension registers.  None of the three main characters are truly likable throughout this story arc which provides critical depth and clarity to the dissolution of their friendships.

Fiasco’s co-founder Noah Brody directed this revival with some nice touches cleverly embracing and winking at the reverse chronology.  Derek McLane’s set design hints at a backstage memory play which is really what the show is all about.  The entire cast is solid but admittedly not all are virtuoso singers.  (In the performance I saw, understudy Joe Joseph was excellent as Charley.)  This is first and foremost a storytelling production.  Since that was a major issue with the original, this revival has a real purpose to exist.

Notable adjustments made include altering the character who sings the heartbreaking “Not A Day Goes By.”  The change is smart.  Certain scenes were shortened and the bloat of the original, notably the transitions repeating the title song, has been effectively stripped away.  In the end, the still imperfect Merrily We Roll Along remains one of musical theater’s “Old Friends” worth your time.

Over the last decade, some stripped down versions of Sondheim shows have  been revelatory.  The thoughtful Fiasco Theatre troupe has given us a reason to enjoy this score once again and reconsider this continually evolving piece.  Of the three stagings I’ve now seen, this one is closest to a “Good Thing Going.”

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Call Me Madam (Encores!)

In October 1950, Call Me Madam became the first Broadway show to surpass $1 million in ticket sales prior to opening.  The musical starred the already legendary Ethel Merman (Annie Get Your Gun, Girl Crazy) and was directed by George Abbott (On the Town, Pal Joey).  The choreography was pre-West Side Story Jerome Robbins.  Irving Berlin (1,500 songs!) composed the score with Howard Lindsay and Russel Crouse (Anything Goes, Life With Father) writing the book.  Big credentials created this vehicle which had been specifically designed for the Merm who won a Tony for her performance.

A brash Texas oil heiress is named as Ambassador to the fictional country of Lichtenburg, a place where they make babies and cheese.  As can be found in many old-school formulaic musicals, there is a love interest for the leads and another love interest for a pair of dewy eyed youngsters.  The Encores! series gives these shows a chance to be revisited for a week.  While Call Me Madam didn’t knock me out of my seat like Paint Your Wagon or Zorba! did a few years ago, I completely enjoyed myself watching the final performance of this revival.

The plot is simple.  As the new Ambassador from a bombastically wealthy America, Mrs. Sally Adams (Carmen Cusack) travels to and falls quickly for Cosmo Constantine, the Foreign Minister of financially struggling Lichtenburg.  The imaginary story was a  very thinly veiled reference to D.C. society doyenne Perle Mesta who had recently been appointed Ambassador to Luxemboug.  As Cosmo, Ben Davis was regal and in great voice.  He had a sexy chemistry with an amusing Ms. Cusack (Bright Star) who seemed slightly challenged by the booming vocal requirements of the role.  More a wise-cracking socialite than a boisterous Texan, she landed the jokes firmly.  “My mother always told me when in danger cross you legs.”  The kids, however, stole the show.

Lauren Worsham (A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder) humorously played Princess Maria, the protected daughter of the realm.  She falls hard for Mrs. Adam’s assistant, Kenneth Gibson (Jason Gotay).  The role of Kenneth has the show’s two best songs, the duets “It’s A Lovely Day Today” with the Princess and “You’re Just in Love” with his boss.  In a musical nearly seventy years old, Mr. Gotay made the role sparklingly fresh and very funny.  His singing was even better, noticeably appreciated by the enraptured audience.  Last November, I saw this actor in Transport Group’s extraordinary Renascence.  While that turn was also excellent, this one should put him squarely in the category of New York’s top drawer musical theater performers.

Carol Kane (Taxi, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt) and Darrell Hammond (SNL) added to the fun as the goofy royalty of this small country.  Ensemble numbers such as “The Ocarina” and “Lichtenburg” were pleasing with enjoyable choreography by Denis Jones.  A show like Call Me Madam requires a willingness to settle down in one’s seat and let old school wash over you.  The evening is not a revelation but instead an celebration of popular musical comedy entertainments from the past.

For the 75th anniversary of New York City Center, Encores! has produced its first repeat.  Call Me Madam starred Tyne Daly during the series’ second year in 1995.  The critics were mixed when this show first opened.  For this particular revival, they were largely negative.  I thought this production was charming nostalgia.  I soaked in the bath of old school and it was indeed a lovely day.

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Betty and the Belrays (Theater for the New City)

The time is 1963 and Betty Belarosky is graduating from high school.  She is listening to the radio and hears “All the Kids” from one of her favorite artists.  Kennedy Jazz confidently plays LoveJones who, along with the ensemble, opens this musical.  The time stamp is instant and recognizable.  The lyric is “doo wop, shoo wop, quack, quack” followed by “all the kids are doin’ it.”  The duck-like dance moves are fun, the lyrics appropriately silly and Betty and the Belrays swivels and shakes with a very promising start.

Director William Electric Black wrote the book and lyrics for this show which was performed in this same theater in 2007.  Given our uneasy historical and now elevated racial anxiety as a nation, this revisit is well-timed.  Betty is a young white lady who has just graduated from high school.  Her parents (John Michael Hersey and Gretchen Poole) want her to get a job.  She loves to listen to the Negro radio station in her very segregated town.  After meeting two young ladies on the line for a phone company job, a plan is hatched.  They are going to form a girl group and get signed to the all-black owned and operated Soul Town Records.

Betty’s pals are Zipgun (Alexandra Welch), a reform school tomboyish dunderhead, and Connie Anderson (Kalia Lay) who reminded me of Marty Maraschino in Grease.  Ms. Lay’s crying scene while waiting for a job interview was hilarious for its variety and length.  Ms. Welch created an amusing and convincing physical portrait of the switchblade tough gal but is saddled with some odd clunkers.  There is no television in her home so “life really blows without a yabba, dabba doo.”  Paulina Breeze nails Betty’s naivete and the wide-eyed optimism of youth.  That’s vital because the civil rights movement is the serious topic of this show.

On the other side of town, LoveJones lives with her mother Loretta who takes in ironing and also teaches singing.  A musical high point, “Lord, Lord, Lord” is Loretta’s lesson that you “gotta go to church to sing soul music.”  A recent graduate of NYU, Aigner Mizzelle’s performance is nicely sung.  With a mature, fully realized characterization this show gets the thematic depth needed.  Her words, eyes and body language reflect both the weariness of life and the hope for a better future.

All the featured roles in this production double as ensemble members in the frequent and enjoyable group numbers.  Finely directed, everyone slips into chorus mode and you’d never guess they just had a big scene moments before.  The songs in this musical are stylistically faithful to the period which is good and bad.  Since there are so many repetitive refrains, they occasionally overstay their welcome.  Co-composer Valerie Ghent (Deborah Harry’s world tour keyboardist!) and Musical Director Gary Schreiner created a score which effectively captures the era.  The tunes slide effortlessly between girl group doo wop and richer fare such as the delicious “Soul Stew.”

1963 was a pivotal time in America.  Gone were carhops and The Donna Reed Show to be replaced by the assassination of JFK and the ascent of Martin Luther King, Jr.  Betty and the Belrays finds a nice angle to gently and effectively comment on that period from the perspective of the young.  This consideration of recent American history would make a fine choice for high school productions in integrated cities and towns.  A good musical with messaging to help further the conversation and progress toward racial equality.

www.theaterforthenewcity.net

Flowers for the Room (Yellow Tree Theatre; Osseo, MN)

Driving to see Flowers for the Room on a chilly winter evening to the northwest Minneapolis suburb of Osseo, Siri got very confused and starting sending us in circles.  Located in a small strip mall is the Yellow Tree Theatre, celebrating its eleventh season.  This small professional company is housed in an expansive former furniture storage facility.  The space is extremely welcoming.  A large, cleverly designed lounge area with ample seating allows its patrons to relax and chat before the show.  Hang your coat, grab a glass of wine and prepare to join the local community for an evening’s entertainment.

Through a large curtain is a nice black box type theater with noticeably comfortable seating.  Flowers for the Room is a new musical written by Jessica Lind Peterson, the company’s co-founder along with her husband Jason.  Inspiration for this piece was based on a story she read.  A woman had a stroke in her first year of marriage and became confined to a wheelchair.  The show explores the contrasting tensions between “I do, always and forever” against the harsh realities of difficult life choices and heartbreaking disappointment.

Ms. Peterson plays Allison who is marrying Jake (Zachary Stofer) as this story unfolds.  Opposites attract.  He’s a successful numbers guy and she’s a painter.  At the wedding reception, Jake sings the wonderfully witty country-flavored “Color Me In Love” and his infatuation is infectious.  Color is a recurring motif throughout.  A tragedy soon follows and Allison winds up in ICU.   Flowers for the Room proceeds to examine the relationships between her husband, his brother (Daniel S. Hines), her nurse (Kendall Anne Thompson) and a social worker (Norah Long).  Despite her incapacitation, Allison remains a spectral presence, emotionally connecting with the orbit around her room.

Zachary Stofer was superb as Jake.  Filled with passion and love, then grief and despair, his emotional journey was vivid and deeply wrought.  The three supporting roles were all nicely played.  The book gave them enough backstory to let us get to know them.  Allison, the center of the story, was the more difficult one to embrace.  The words Ms. Peterson wrote for herself are mystical and new age-y such as “I want to live more slowly.”  These feelings sometimes felt incongruous with the comic lines that occasionally were plopped in.

I wanted to know Allison on a deeper level since every other character seemed more developed.  Why is Jake so in love that he is willing to uproot his whole life for her?  The flashback scene does not help in that regard.  It pushes us away not towards her.  Maybe a little more time spent getting to know Allison before the ICU would help illuminate the beauty Jake adores.

Blake Thomas and Matt Riehle have written some nice character songs and ballads.  The wittiest ones were standouts.  The talented actress and author Ms. Peterson amazingly makes the improbable yet amusing pastor/professional wrestler hybrid work.  Directed by Mr. Peterson and featuring some intriguing stagecraft, Flowers for the Room impresses for its thoughtfully challenging material.  Even more exciting is to see a thriving professional theater company producing original musicals with a community embracing its artistic risk taking and complex thematic explorations.

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The Prom

When running for Vice President of the United States, Indiana’s Mike Pence was accused of supporting gay conversion therapy.  Sometimes described as a pseudoscientific practice, this particular treatment uses psychology or spiritual interventions to make young people heterosexual instead of gay.  Of course the “medical community” is at odds over the effectiveness or morality of such treatment, much like they were last century with lobotomies and electric shock therapy.  As a so-called intelligent species, however, we all apparently cannot grasp and learn from our historical idiocities and retreat into familiar dogma and cringe-worthy, uninformed religious fervor.  Enter The Prom, a light in the loafers new musical comedy in which a lesbian wants to go to the big dance in her hometown of Edgewater, Indiana.

Rather than create a heavy handed manifesto with this material, the creative team have appropriated #realnews headlines to create a fluffy, good intentioned, often hilarious tale meant to entertain, inspire, teach (a little) and send the crowd home happy.  I enjoyed this very old-fashioned musical safely ensconced in the liberal world of Broadway.  I would definitely pay to see this show on stage in Indiana.  As presented here, the Hoosiers (and Midwesterners in general) are predictably satirized as backward thinkers.  Nicely balancing this nuttiness are the lessons also learned by the well-meaning, self-absorbed gay activists who flock to this conservative small town to plant rainbow flags.

Happily, the do-gooder narcissists are theater people.  Two time Tony winner Dee Dee Allen (Beth Leavel) and the prancing Barry Glickman (Brook Ashmanskas) open The Prom as stars of a new show about Franklin and Eleanor Roosevelt.  The reviews are terrible and the show closes.  Along with their stage pals, they concoct a plan to revive their besmirched reputations as self-absorbed divas.  There’s a high school age lesbian who wants to go to her prom but the PTA feels otherwise.  With a Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney vibe, the thespians hop a bus to save the day (or maybe it’s “save the gay”).  Broad caricatures, chewed scenery, insider jokes and big Broadway swagger are proudly and loudly in full bloom throughout this musical.

Ms. Leavel’s  Dee Dee is a grossly exaggerated homage to Ms. Leavel’s career as a big personality Broadway star, notably her phenomenal turn as Beatrice Stockwell in The Drowsy Chaperone.  Her anthems, particularly “The Lady’s Improving,” are spotlight-grabbing, full-throttle belting showstoppers.  Even better is Mr. Ashmanskas as the gayer than gay Barry.  If you saw him in Something Rotten, his prancing effeminate buffoonery will not be new.  Fortunately, he dials twinkle toes up to MAX and the result is more than a slice of ordinary ham, it’s comic prosciutto.  Unearthing his heart of gold amidst the non-stop strutting elevates the whole show considerably.

Around these two supernovas are a cluster of talented veterans, most notably Angie Schworer who teaches our young lesbian how to add some “Zazz” to her repertoire in a cleverly staged, leggy duet.  Thankfully for this show, the young lady at the center of the controversy is played by Caitlin Kinnunen.  She’s lovable, grounded and completely believable in a beautifully realized characterization.

Directed and choreographed by Casey Nicholaw, The Prom is a very fun show hovering a few ticks below greatness.  The outstanding choreography of the finale hints at what could have been throughout.  Much of the book and score (Bob Martin, Chad Beguelin and Matthew Sklar) is very funny.  I guffawed aplenty watching this inspired goofiness.  The tunes are pretty good if not Grade A memorable.  If you are in the mood for a musical comedy, The Prom might be a dance worth attending.  If you are from Indiana, have a martini first and laugh with the rest of us.  If you are homophobic, perhaps prayer will be a preferable option.  I doubt it will be as much fun.

www.theprommusical.com