I was a young Sweeney freak, the show opening the year I moved to NYC. I saw Cariou 6 times, Hearn twice. I subsequently saw Bob Gunton (the Circle production), Michael Cerveris, and Mark Delavan opposite Elaine Paige at City Opera. Plus the video iterations and Burton film. As I note above, the role has its traps, in particular the possibility of sustaining one near catatonic persona through much of the first act. If we don't see telling glimpses of the man unfairly imprisoned -- flashes of who he was before he was robbed of everything including his very identity -- the story can feel too predetermined. And predetermination in any narrative kills emotional suspense. And puts actors in a corner. I love George Hearn, but to me his Sweeney, powerful as it is, and well known (the one we've all seen the most on video), perhaps has the smallest range. (Hearn defenders, I certainly admire his work, and saw it again opposite LuPone.)
So I welcome a chance to see not "Sweeney" but Benjamin Barker, the honest man who was ruined by Judge Turpin and the Beadle. Isn't that the man Mrs. Lovett fell for, and has carried a torch for? I think the sweet-faced Groban is not only inspired, but may be provocatively fresh. With the role more humanized, less tethered to the iconic artwork of the demonic expression and mid-scalp hair part, the tragedy will inch forward. Cariou, still my favorite, was a relatively young man (and still had that whiff of hunky Frederick in Night Music). You knew why Lovett hankered for him. Boyish but emptied of his humanity, the Goban Benjamin might be an eye opening Sweeney for our times. We could use one.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
Updated On: 8/16/22 at 09:28 AM