Hey uncageg, I fortunately am not dealing with any health issues. I’ve been traveling a lot, but am back in New York at least through the winter and am catching up on the fall offerings. I saw both Lightning Thief and Freestyle Love Supreme (at 10pm!) last night, so I’m making progress.
As for the Lightning Thief- oy to the vey. I mean, can no one write a frickin song anymore? This is truly a soul-crushing production with absolutely zero redeeming factors. The score is beyond dreck and the book, while not incoherent, has no momentum and meanders around a narrative that produces little in stakes or agency for our “characters” such as they are.
The sets, costumes and wigs (go back to Party City!) are not only cheap but ugly as sin. You MAYBE can forgive this stuff at a NYMF or Fringe show, but certainly not on a Broadway stage. The cast doubling, tripling, quadrupling- the likes of which has not been seems since Baby, It’s You- comes off as not a creative choice, but an excuse to not hire more actors.
And speaking of the actors...
Look, if you know me, or have read my reviews here, you know I like actors. Crappy shows are usually the fault of bad scripts, scores and direction, but here the actors must share in the blame. The performances are not good.
If a show is going to be this bad it could at least do the audience a favor and be campy bad. If you’re going to be a disaster flop, aim for Carrie and not Amazing Grace, but Lightning Thief can’t even throw the audience a single bone.
Normally I would tell someone to see any show and make up their own mind, but not here. Seeing this garbage is a waste of anyone’s money, and more importantly time. It could also be hazardous to one’s healthy (god knows how many brain cells I lost last night) and certainly it is not good for the spirit to see what is attempting to pass as musical theater these days.
Luckily I received instant healing at Freestyle Love Supreme. If I hadn’t booked this doubleheader last night, who knows how long it would have taken to recover from my stupor at the Longacre.
Marie: Don't be in such a hurry about that pretty little chippy in Frisco.
Tony: Eh, she's a no chip!