I didn't like it, but some others have expressed positive views. But I'm not a fan of the material (a few nice tunes here and there, but atrocious lyrics and nonsensical storytelling.) Here's the review I wrote:
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What would Jesus do, if he were up against Darth Vader? That seems to be the question posed by the current tour of Jesus Christ Superstar, which played in Toronto at the Canon Theatre from November 23-28. As if the original version of this seminal rock opera wasn’t enough of an acid trip, director Kevin Moriarty imagines a postmodern, post-apocalyptic Jerusalem to stage the final days of everyone’s favourite Messiah.
This intriguing but thoroughly confusing production of Jesus Christ Superstar is a scaled-down adaptation of an unsuccessful 2000 Broadway revival mounted by Gale Edwards that was panned by critics. In an attempt to update the piece, Gale and Moriarty have combine disparate elements of fascism, street life, Wall Street, sci-fi and rock & roll to make J-C hip again. The result, however, is Star Wars meets Rent: soldiers dressed like stormtroopers chase spray-painting hooligans against a backdrop which resembles an alleyway in the Bronx; a leather-clad Judas stands afar and points accusingly at Jesus, whose own clothes look like they’ve been bought at the Gap. The sinful Temple in Jerusalem has been re-imagined as the floor of a Stock Exchange. All these components are eclectic and interesting, but there’s nothing holding them together as one, unified concept.
The production team seems to be playing off the idiosyncrasies of the source material: Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Webber have fashioned an anachronistic work, after all, with Jesus and his disciples prancing around and possessing a vernacular of 20th-century hipsters. No wonder early stagings of the musical (and the movie version, directed by Vic’s own Norman Jewison) imagined Jesus as the ultimate hippie. Still, Moriarty has done nothing to improve the shortcomings of the musical. When it burst onto Broadway in 1971, Jesus Christ Superstar caused a huge stir and was the first of subsequent sung-through “rock operas”; however, upon revisiting the show, one discovers that it is a fatally flawed piece of theatre. Songs jump from scene to scene, from setting to setting, with no dramatic transition; supporting characters are cardboard cut-outs with vague motivations. The show presupposes an intimate knowledge of the Bible story, and if you were unfamiliar with the events of Christ’s last months, you’d be completely lost. The score itself, although frequently touted as the first “rock opera,” is really energetic-but-derivative pop disguised as rock; when coupled with Rice’s often inane and cringe-worthy lyrics (“hey JC, JC, you're alright by me," or worse, "always hoped that I'd be an apostle / knew that I would make it if I tried"), it can be hard to sit through, although there are a few gems here and there.
The cast is a mixed lot, and many had difficulty overcoming the challenges of this sung-through score. At the performance I went to, I caught the understudy, Todd Fournier, as Judas. Judas is arguably the star of the musical, possessing much more moral ambiguity than his Biblical source and getting some kickass songs that question Jesus’ motives. Fournier provided the right rough tenor to his numbers; however, as the night wore on his voice became increasingly strained.
Eric Kunze was a thoroughly disappointing Jesus, lacking energy, enunciation and stage charisma. Kunze seemed to be having an off-night, as he struggled through the vocal demands of the role; he sang in mumbled whispers and was frequently and irritatingly off the show’s unrelenting rhythm by a few bars. Jesus’ big number is the soaring “Gethsemane,” when Jesus gets to wail and scale ridiculously high notes as he expresses his doubt in God’s motives. Kunze, however, gave a lackluster rendition of what was supposed to be a showstopper; after that, I couldn’t wait for him to be crucified.
The only noteworthy performance came from was Natalie Toro, who steals the show with a provocative and sensual portrayal of Mary Magdalene. While all the male leads struggled through the score, Toro's powerful voice dominated the stage, making the most of a lame role; her rendition of "I Don't Know How to Love Him" was remarkable.
Part of the problem with this Jesus Christ Superstar is that it fails to make full use of the Canon’s massive stage. This is partly due to it being a touring show that plays to a variety of performance spaces, but much of the staging in this production of JCS is dull and severely impaired by the overuse of a raised catwalk at the back of the stage. Although two numbers, “Herod’s Song” and “Superstar” are admirably done onstage (“Superstar” in particular delivers the kind sexy, dangerous rock & roll verve the rest of the show is sorely lacking), in the end this production of Jesus Christ Superstar gets lost in the cavernous Canon Theatre and in its own conceptual clutter.
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Updated On: 1/14/05 at 09:52 PM