To many posters here, these reviews do not seem “mixed” in any promotable way, the majors across the board larded with serious reservations. To put it kindly. The show itself has been given a collective dismissal without a star making performance, which a preponderance agree is lacking. And though there will be useable pull quotes, no widely read set of critics are saying “you must go!” Does it matter? Maybe not. But even among those notices with faint or polite praise, these are probably not industry accepted definitions of money reviews. In 2022, will a lot of ticket buyers really say, “Well, Rex Reed loved it, and I trust The Observer.” This is the best summation, in WaPo:
Peter Marks:
“Given the pedigree of the brassy “Don’t Rain on My Parade” — one of those killer damn-the-torpedoes anthems that reliably raise heart rates — Feldstein has the immense task of sending the audience into intermission on a literal high note. She sings her heart out, and if it were just heart that was called for, she’d be a Fanny Brice for the ages.”
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
Updated On: 4/25/22 at 05:19 AM