Got out at around 10:20 from a 7:30 curtain. The length of the show is very much palpable.
i have no familiarity with The Life aside from the cast album and legendary Tonys production, but it’s plain to anybody that what’s onstage is not The Life. Porter’s heavy-handed, preachy rewrites are so incongruous with the show, they stick out like a bad hairpiece. The ending is sanctimonious and wildly out of place. The splitting of Jojo into a modern-day person and a younger self is ridiculous, and it genuinely seems like Porter was imagining the elder role for himself.
The arrangements try to bring the score into a funk and disco sound, but Coleman’s music often actively resists this effort, leading to a weird disconnection.
it’s a shame, because the cast is, down to a person, pretty terrific. Why is Memphis reconceived as a snakey Disney villain? No clue, but Antwayn Hopper kills it. “The Oldest Profession” is moved to late in the second act as an 11 o’clock number, which is entirely misconceived, but Ledisi delivers a show stopping performance.
But this isn’t The Life. I’m not sure what Porter thought he was working on, but it’s fundamentally changed the show into a far weaker piece of theater.
Updated On: 3/16/22 at 10:40 PM