#1
Posted: 5/4/10 at 10:54am
I've never been compelled to write before, but went on the boards to see if anyone else is as disappointed with the current production. I saw the original production, and the memory of George Hearn singing "I Am What I Am" is seared into my memory. It was truly show stopping - the audience was silent for a half beat, and then I thought the house would cave in from the applause and cheering. I still get goose bumps when I hear the recording. I went to the 4/28 matinee, and waited for the same feeling; I never even came close. As amusing as Mr. Hodge is, I simply never felt any real emotion from him. His John Wayne was brilliant, his Zaza in the second act engaging, but the impassioned belief that he is who he is? Not there.
Equally disappointing were the Cagelles. As talented as they are, there was "no fun guessing their gender." There was real magic in the original when, after trying to guess who was what, the "reveal" came at the end of "We Are What We Are." In this production, there is no "reveal," because there is simply no need. The dancers, while very talented, are clearly men; they look like anatomical models, all muscle and sinew. The result is that they simply look like pretty boys in drag, rather than the magical creatures that they are supposed to be. In addition to being a terrible disappointment, it was also incredibly distracting. (Also distracting were the '70's clothes and hairstyles, and the rather flat affect of Robin de Jesus, but I know I'm in the minority on that.)
I went to the show to see if there was any reason that I couldn't take my 10 year old (a Broadway veteran, but still thought it worth double-checking). There isn't any reason not to, other than a desire to wait for the next revival in the hopes that it will hew closer to the original so that she can experience the same magic that I did when I first saw it.
Equally disappointing were the Cagelles. As talented as they are, there was "no fun guessing their gender." There was real magic in the original when, after trying to guess who was what, the "reveal" came at the end of "We Are What We Are." In this production, there is no "reveal," because there is simply no need. The dancers, while very talented, are clearly men; they look like anatomical models, all muscle and sinew. The result is that they simply look like pretty boys in drag, rather than the magical creatures that they are supposed to be. In addition to being a terrible disappointment, it was also incredibly distracting. (Also distracting were the '70's clothes and hairstyles, and the rather flat affect of Robin de Jesus, but I know I'm in the minority on that.)
I went to the show to see if there was any reason that I couldn't take my 10 year old (a Broadway veteran, but still thought it worth double-checking). There isn't any reason not to, other than a desire to wait for the next revival in the hopes that it will hew closer to the original so that she can experience the same magic that I did when I first saw it.