Variety is Negative:
"Die young. Live forever. At least half that tagline likely will prove prescient in describing the fate of "Lestat" on Broadway. Warner Bros. deserves some respect for remaining committed to fixing a beleaguered project, pumping considerable financial and creative resources into the vampire musical since its critical hammering during the San Francisco tryout in January. But ultimately, the studio's nascent theatrical division has done no favors to the lost souls wandering the Palace Theater stage. After "Dance of the Vampires" and "Dracula," it might be time to nail the coffin lid shut on all belting bloodsuckers.
The show may be much improved, but it's still sadly beyond rescue. While its fundamental problems are manifold, chief among them is unwieldy, densely plotted source material that resists this kind of presentation; and a profound mismatch of that material with the creative talent involved.
In his first theatrical pairing with lyricist Bernie Taupin, Elton John's songs lean mainly toward lush, bloated ballads in the Andrew Lloyd Webber or Frank Wildhorn musical vernacular, occasionally dipping into a pop mode that only dimly recalls the songwriting team's evergreen collaborations of the 1970s. Rarely does the music adequately reflect the dark complexity or propel the busy narrative of goth-lit priestess Anne Rice's pulpy "The Vampire Chronicles" saga.
The more significant drawback, however, is a director, Robert Jess Roth, and writer, Linda Woolverton, ill-suited to the project. Having collaborated on Disney's long-running "Beauty and the Beast," Roth and Woolverton employ a storytelling style still stuck in the simplistic strokes of that kid-friendly show, lurching episodically from one incident to the next without getting under the skin of Rice's undead characters.
Denied psychological texture and anything beyond a cursory grounding in Rice's elaborate vampire mythology, this condensed tale -- set in the 18th century and lifted primarily from "Interview With the Vampire" and "The Vampire Lestat" -- seems merely silly, a collision of over-earnest melodrama and unintentional camp."
http://www.variety.com/review/VE1117930323?categoryId=33&cs=1 Newark Star-Ledger is Negative:
"A vast border of black and purple crepe frames the stage where "Lestat" crash-landed last night.
Better to drape the Palace Theatre marquee in all that funereal bunting, since the new musical it proclaims is dead on arrival.
From a frantic opening, as the blood-spattered title figure exults over his massacre of a wolf pack, to an abrupt finale as he declares his immortality 250 years later -- and, oh, the tedium makes it feels twice as long -- "Lestat" is a lifeless, joyless botch of Anne Rice's "The Vampire Chronicles."
Damned beyond redemption by Linda Woolverton's unimaginative adaptation, which sketches a series of repetitive plot points, the musical is shrouded in a bombastic score by Elton John and Bernie Taupin that echoes only with emptiness.
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Will this relentless cycle never end? Bats in the belfry, Bela, will this monotonous pop-operetta never end?
Noooo ... because here comes yet another thundering power ballad from John, shackled to clanking lyrics by Taupin, such as Lestat's "Sail Me Away" lament: "I'm tired, I've been torn, a cruel, wretched storm/Churns like a gale in my bones/Oh sail me away, carry me back to my home." And here's a gem from a different aria: "Tear the wings off angels that would lift me from your heart." Such fustian wordplay might wing upon a Victor Herbert melody of 1906 vintage, but today they drop like chunks of blue ice from the nowhere of John's shockingly banal music.
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Hack director Robert Jess Roth's gloomy bore involves melting video images, criss-crossing scenic panels and resounding sound effects that suggest a minimalist spookhouse. Actually, the scariest thing about "Lestat" is that Warner Bros. Theatre Ventures reportedly dumped more than $12 million into this terribly under-cooked Rice pudding. "
http://www.nj.com/entertainment/ledger/index.ssf?/base/entertainment-0/11460297097720.xml&coll=1 The Daily News is Negative:
"Otherwise the material itself is flat - never truly imaginative, never betraying a sense of irony, which might act as a leavening agent (as in the 1977 nonmusical "Dracula," with Frank Langella's unforgettable performance).
The supporting cast is strong, especially Michael Genet as a senior vampire. Derek McLane's sets - especially a brooding Sphinx - are full of the appropriate phantasmagoric charm. Susan Hilferty's costumes are similarly lush.
The mediocrity of "Lestat" might be an obstacle for the average theatergoer, but it should provide none for fans of Elton and Rice."
http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/story/411989p-348456c.html Journal News is Negative:
""Lestat," a new musical that opened last night at the Palace Theatre, is almost bad enough to be good.
Almost, but not quite.
This show has been worked on so much since a disastrous tryout in San Francisco that what's left is the beat-up skeleton of a musical. It has been cut down so much that there's practically nothing left.
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But there's not much scenery to speak of, either in Paris or New Orleans. Most of the $12-million budget for this show seems to have gone into the costumes by Susan Hilferty, and the hallucinogenic projections each time somebody gets it in the neck.
Perhaps "Lestat" is a missed opportunity. Or maybe it's just a doomed effort to translate Rice's hopelessly dense prose to the Broadway stage.
http://www.thejournalnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060426/LIFESTYLE01/604260301/1031
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