Add me to the list of enthusiastic supporters. I’d heard the music via an audio boot beforehand and enjoyed it, my first exposure to Minchin. The film is dear to me. Those were my biases going in.
The musical puts the movie’s themes on steroids. Part of what makes the movie so breezy and charming despite its inherently nightmarish central premise is how it sort of skips from moment to moment, never lingering too long on its oscillations between dark comedy and outright silliness (which also sometimes overlap). The musical moves rapidly, both in its dramatic pacing and whirligig design tricks, but when it slows to consider the anguishing periods of Phil’s situation, as in “Hope” and “Night Will Come,” it’s fairly harrowing and profound stuff for a musical comedy.
Andy Karl eschews Bill Murray’s winking, ironic cynicism for a purer cynicism, a cynicism so pervasive that you can’t imagine how he’ll ever change or how Rita (or you) could ever come around to him, even though you know that’s where the story will eventually ask you to go. He’s a more despicable protagonist than Murray’s Phil Connors or, say, Jack Nicholson’s Melvin Udall, each of whom still had, I guess, a natural charm. Andy Karl’s Phil is so calculated, phony, and self-obsessed that you want to hit him even when he’s making you laugh. The show puts him through his acting and vocal paces, and he meets and exceeds every challenge head on. It’s a truly impressive star performance.
Barrett Doss’ Rita is tough, romantic, and very affecting, more nuanced and guarded than Andie MacDowell, whose emotional walls seemed only to exist for Phil to knock them down as the story required. I’m not sure if that’s the movie’s writing or MacDowell’s performance, but Doss’ Rita is fully realized. You can sort of imagine her entire past up to where you’re meeting her in her life. She neurotic and self-possessed and funny, and her arc(s) is (are) compelling.
I was a little perplexed that the character of Larry, the cameraman, is fairly sidelined, especially since Ned and Nancy and the drunks are more fleshed out, but then maybe it’s Chris Elliott’s great performance in the movie that makes the character seem more significant than he is.
The doctors’ song should be cut or turned into a series of telescopic book scenes. It feels like it’s from a different show. “Playing Nancy” is a lovely song, beautifully performed by Rebecca Faulkenberry, and I like the idea of it as the Act 2 opener, but it could be truncated. IDK. I’m conflicted about this. I get where people are coming from. The show could lose 10-15 minutes, and that’s a natural cut. But the music also really soars whenever the show pauses to meditate, and that would be a shame to lose. Anyway, it’s a moot point since it sounds like, because of the complexity of the programming, big changes aren’t being made. So c’est la guerre. Sure, the show could be leaner, but even SWEENEY TODD has cut-able material.
I wholly disagree that Danny Rubin adheres slavishly to his screenplay and agree that, if that were true, it would spell disaster. Yes, the well-known bits and one-liners are mostly intact, but they work – because they’re solid, because they’re funny, and because the show’s tech often cleverly transmogrifies in presenting them. But where it departs, as it must for an entirely different form of storytelling, it is unafraid to depart significantly and usually in favor of character development. The short bits and one-liners are often verbatim, but a lot, if not most, of the more extensive scene dialogue has been rewritten and a few new scenes added. It really does expand on all of the humor, pain, strangeness, and romanticism of the story, and the songs and musical sequences, save the ones mentioned above, are naturally and logically integrated.
It’s a pretty weird musical, much more unconventional than I expected, and I’m thinking as much about it still as I am about A DOLL’S HOUSE, PART 2 and GENTLY DOWN THE STREAM, which I saw the following day. The audience uniformly leapt to its feet at lights down, before the first bow – at least the parts of the audience I could see, which was all of the orchestra and the first few rows of the mezz. Of course, word of mouth may not keep it alive for long, but in my estimation, it more than deserves to find an audience and run.
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