In theater, sometimes the best critique is simply ‘it didn’t work’. It’s a lukewarm appraisal given when all the elements are in place for something spectacular to happen but the result falls short of expectations. For me, Fosse/Verdon didn’t work. The talent was there, the story was there, and the production values were top shelf; yet at the end of the mini-series I felt underwhelmed. And mostly because of the depictions of the two leads.
Bob Fosse was a choreographer of unparalleled talent who created the most singularly recognizable movements in dance. He was also a workaholic who directed three seminal films of the 70s, dated lots of women, had a few health problems here and there (some more serious than others), all the while winning praise from theater, film and television critics and audiences. Throughout the ups and downs, he seemed to enjoy much of his chaotic, self-destructive hedonistic life. That’s what we saw in All That Jazz and similar portraits have been painted countless times elsewhere.
This version of Fosse, as played by Sam Rockwell, was sullen, somber and sickly. Where did he get his creative energy from? Whatever inspired him to produce the choreography that now bears his name wasn't shown in this series. But we did see his perfectionism treated as insensitivity/cruelty towards dancers. What made him irresistible to women? Outside of career ambition, at least three women truly loved him. However, we can only guess what made him attractive in private because what we saw was a frail man clutching his arm, bitter about practically everything. On screen, he smoked, he coughed, and he made several creative decisions apparently for the express purpose of belittling his partner and muse, Gwen Verdon.
Gwen Verdon was portrayed as the model of the long-suffering wife. As evidenced by the praise Michelle Williams received on this site – she sounds like Gwen, give her an Emmy! she dances like Gwen, give her a Golden Globe! she cries like Gwen, give her another Emmy! – it seems that some viewers want to reward Verdon’s talent and loyalty to Fosse by awarding Williams. This is in the same vein as those that honored Freddie Mercury by giving Rami Malek an Oscar. Malek was good, as is Williams, but I found some of the comments about Michelle Williams to be over-the-top.
Fosse/Verdon, a story about artists from fifty years ago, reflects modern times. We shouldn’t like Bob Fosse because he was unfaithful and selfish. And as depicted, Fosse didn’t life his own life either, in part, because he was unfaithful and selfish. We should like or at least admire Gwen Verdon because she dealt with ageism and infidelity and bravely fought through it all while smiling.
I wanted razzle dazzle and got an average study of two very dynamic individuals: one subdued by contemporary mores and the other showcased in song, dance, and sympathy. Tea, anyone?