Before I get started, I loved THE BOY FROM OZ, and moderately enjoyed A STEADY RAIN. I've never seen any of his action movies so I'm a casual fan of Hugh Jackman's at best.
My partner and I went last night and sat in the third row, stage right, under the boxes, a bad place to be at the top of the second act when he (apparently) shows up in one of the boxes and, as Peter Allen, flirts with a male member of the audience (something I never saw the real Peter Allen do, BTW). But other than that, we got to see a lot of Mr J up close and personal.
I enjoyed myself but I was not overwhelmed by his show or his performance. Slogging through the snow on the way to dinner after the show, I kept pondering why I wasn't bowled over and I came to this conclusion:
Hugh Jackman is a very capable singer/dancer but he doesn't have a signature style or indelible personality. Think back to the tiny number of personalities who are instantly identifiable: Garland, Sinatra, Jolson, Merman, Astaire, Carol Channing, Julio Iglesias, Nat King Cole (or Peter Allen for that matter). Like them or not, as soon as you heard them sing, or, in the case of Kelly and Astaire, saw them sing and dance, you knew it was them. They were unique, one of a kind performers. Hugh Jackman's show consists mostly of him aping other performers' styles (here's a Gene Kelly number, here's me doing Fred Astaire, here's a Frank Sinatra song, here's my Peter Allen schtick) but when it's just Jackman as Jackman ('Soliloquy', 'Once Before I Go'), it seems like paint-by-the-numbers, competent yet lacking in anything truly special.
And pulling some pour soul out of the audience and having him wiggle around with your 'girls' while you sit in the front row with your arm around his wife (yeah, yeah, we know you're straight Hugh, we get it) grew really old really fast.
At the end of show, he doesn't reach out and touch the audience, (as Garland did after her concerts, and Pearl Bailey used to do after her shows), but rather slaps their hands as he sprints across the stage in what looks more like a victory lap than a reciprocation of affection.
Not a bad evening, but for roughly $200 a ticket, not the evening I was hoping for.
'Our whole family shouts. It comes from us livin' so close to the railroad tracks'