Showing posts with label George Furth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George Furth. Show all posts

Saturday, December 10, 2022

Merrily We Roll Along

 A

My only previous experience of Sondheim and Furth’s (Company) 1981 famous flop was the extremely stripped-down version by Fiasco Theater three years ago. While that was enjoyable, it did not provide many clues why Merrily… has become a cult classic. It certainly didn’t prepare me for the exciting experience I had today at New York Theatre Workshop. This production is basically the same version that originated at the Menier Chocolate Factory in London several years ago and went on to the West End where it won the Olivier. There is so much to praise that it is hard to know where to begin. Perhaps the most important of its many strengths is the brilliant casting. The roles of Frank, Charley and Mary fit Jonathan Groff (Spring Awakening), Daniel Radcliffe (Lifespan of a Fact) and Lindsay Mendez (Carousel) like gloves and they play off each other very well. The secondary roles are equally well-cast, including Krystal Joy Brown (Motown)as Gussie, Katie Rose Clarke (Miss Saigon) as Beth, and Reg Rogers (Holiday) as Joe. The songs are well-sung and well-integrated into the action. Jonathan Tunick’s orchestrations for reduced orchestra are fine, but the sound level was occasionally too loud. Soutra Gilmour’s flexible set serves the show well and her period costumes are a delight. Tim Jackson’s (Stepping Out) choreography is a treat. Finally, there is Maria Friedman’s (High Society) skillful direction, which pulls everything together brilliantly so that the gimmick of telling the story of youthful hope leading to middle-age disillusion backwards makes perfect sense. I hesitate to recommend the show too enthusiastically since the entire run is sold out. One can only hope for an extension or a move to Broadway. Running time: two hours 30 minutes including intermission.

Tuesday, November 23, 2021

Company

B


The much-anticipated London production of this Sondheim classic, which was shut down by the pandemic on the day it was supposed to open, has finally started previews on Broadway. The attention-grabbing gimmick of this version, under the direction of the renowned Marianne Elliott (Angels in America, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, War Horse), is to change the central character Bobby to Bobbie (Katrina Lenk; Indecent, The Band’s Visit). While I would have no problem with this change if it somehow enriched the experience, I thought it added nothing except novelty. As if that were not enough tinkering with George Furth's book, Amy has become Jamie and the impending wedding is now a same-sex one. This change did add something: it made the story more contemporary and gave “Getting Married Today” to the wonderful Matt Doyle (The Book of Mormon, War Horse), who aced it. I suppose it is politically incorrect to make note of it, but three of the five married couples are interracial. Because of the gender bending, we are able to witness that rare species, the straight male flight attendant, who is delightfully played by Claybourne Elder (Road Show, One Arm). The rest of the cast is generally strong. It’s a treat to see Christopher Sieber (The Prom, Shrek, Spamalot) and Jennifer Simard (Mean Girls, Disaster!), as Harry and Sarah, go at each other. The trio of Bobby Conte (A Bronx Tale), Manu Narayan (My Fair Lady) and Elder deliver a top-notch ”You Could Drive a Person Crazy.” Conte also delivers a first-rate “Another Hundred People,” undaunted by Liam Steel’s hyperactive choreography. Unsurprisingly, Patti Lupone’s (War Paint, Gypsy, Sweeney Todd) “The Ladies Who Lunch” brought half the audience to its feet. And then there’s Lenk’s “Being Alive,” which I regret to report is underwhelming . Much as I have enjoyed her elsewhere, I must confess that I found Lenk generally disappointing. She did not demonstrate why her diverse group of friends found her so special, so there’s a hole at the center of the show. And then there’s Bunny Christie’s (The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-TIme, Ink) lavish set, which seemed to be based on the idea that more is more. It moves side to side, forward and backward, up and down, with pop-ups and restless 8-foot-high illuminated brightly colored letters that get shoved around the stage. It’s impressive to the point of distraction. Despite my reservations over many details, I found the evening enjoyable. The audience went wild, so I expect most people, particularly those who haven’t seen it before, will enjoy the show. As for me, it made me want to rewatch John Doyle’s streamlined version starring Raul Esparza on YouTube. (Running time: two hours 55 minutes including intermission.)