#1
Posted: 4/6/08 at 8:28pm
I don't know what to say. I arrived at the Marquis on an incredible high, having seen Hairspray that afternoon. Sadly, Cry Baby is no Hairspray. They were clearly trying to catch lightning in a bottle again, and it just doesn't work.
I still can't decide if this was worse than Dance of the Vampires or not. I'm leaning towards no, only because Cry Baby lacks a talking sponge.
The show's problems begin with its lead actor, who is simply bland, bland, bland. He's not a particularly good singer, dancer, or actor, which really makes me wonder why he was cast in this. He completely missed his big note at the end of I'm Infected, and it was painful to listen to.
Someone needs to tell Elizabeth Stanley that she needs to camp it up more. This isn't Shakespeare. She's got a pleasant enough voice, but her acting is horrendous.
Harriet Harris, poor woman, does her absolute best with the schlock she's given. She does what she can with a horrible song, and really, really, awful, dialogue. I give her credit for trying.
Carly Jibson was back, and she's really quite good. She understands the John Waters style, and was really camping it up. Some of her castmates should take note. Ditto for Alli Mauzey, another talented performer who deserves better.
Christopher Hanke looked like Mark Paul Gosselar in his Saved by the Bell Days, and is absolutely horrendous.
The score is second rate, and the book is HORRIBLE. None of the jokes were landing Saturday night.
I don't even know what to say about the infamous gas mask waltz.
The highlight of the show is its choreography, particularly in the license plate number, which was one of the only (the other was Alli Mauzey's song) numbers to generate more than polite applause from the audience.
Brantley and the gang are gonna have a field day with this one...
I still can't decide if this was worse than Dance of the Vampires or not. I'm leaning towards no, only because Cry Baby lacks a talking sponge.
The show's problems begin with its lead actor, who is simply bland, bland, bland. He's not a particularly good singer, dancer, or actor, which really makes me wonder why he was cast in this. He completely missed his big note at the end of I'm Infected, and it was painful to listen to.
Someone needs to tell Elizabeth Stanley that she needs to camp it up more. This isn't Shakespeare. She's got a pleasant enough voice, but her acting is horrendous.
Harriet Harris, poor woman, does her absolute best with the schlock she's given. She does what she can with a horrible song, and really, really, awful, dialogue. I give her credit for trying.
Carly Jibson was back, and she's really quite good. She understands the John Waters style, and was really camping it up. Some of her castmates should take note. Ditto for Alli Mauzey, another talented performer who deserves better.
Christopher Hanke looked like Mark Paul Gosselar in his Saved by the Bell Days, and is absolutely horrendous.
The score is second rate, and the book is HORRIBLE. None of the jokes were landing Saturday night.
I don't even know what to say about the infamous gas mask waltz.
The highlight of the show is its choreography, particularly in the license plate number, which was one of the only (the other was Alli Mauzey's song) numbers to generate more than polite applause from the audience.
Brantley and the gang are gonna have a field day with this one...
Updated On: 4/6/08 at 08:28 PM