#1
Posted: 1/1/09 at 9:24am
I’ve never heard so many jokes land with such a thud as those in Joe Mantello’s old hat staging of Rodgers and Hart’s PAL JOEY. The jokes belong to Richard Greenberg, who crafted the new script for Roundabout’s production based on John O’Hara’s original which, in turn, was based on his stories about a cad named Joey Evans that ran in the New Yorker.
Joey is played by Matthew Risch, a glorified chorus boy. He can neither act nor sing, but he’s charming and can dance up a storm. Stockard Channing plays his cougar sugar mama Mrs. Vera Simpson. She can’t sing either (and to hear her butcher one of the best musical theater songs ever written is a shonda), but she acts it very well. Still, she’s saddled with awful, stale zingers like “You seem to be trying to save my soul and take my money… I didn’t expect this to be so much like church.”
Martha Plimpton, as nightclub performer Gladys Bumps, wipes the floor with both of them. She’s the greatest part of the production. I think the biggest surprise of 2008 was that she can sing and dance! Martha Plimpton is a true, bonafide triple threat and it wouldn’t surprise me if this earns her that long-deserved, much overdue Tony Award.
The sweet-voiced Jenny Fellner (Linda English) is a great discovery.
Unfortunately, the staging itself is entirely lethargic. Joe Mantello should take a vacation. Graciela Daniele's choreography is reliable and sufficient. I enjoyed the design elements a great deal. Yet, the whole thing provides a decent amount of entertainment with only a moderate amount of boredom. I'll credit that to the score.
The score is as much of a highlight as Plimpton. Under the baton of Paul Gemignani, the traditionally small Roundabout orchestra sounds remarkably full and robust. It’s too bad all of the funny jokes and wordplay – contained in Larry Hart’s GENIUS lyrics – were too intellectual for the audience (there was a collective WOOSH sound during "Zip!"). Much of the incidental music and underscoring sound like traditional Rodgers and bear a striking resemblance to SOUTH PACIFIC and OKLAHOMA!.
To close, a note to Paul Gemignani.
Mr. Gemignani, please refrain from checking your email on your iTouch during the show. The ghastly bright light is incredibly distracting in a darkened auditorium.
Joey is played by Matthew Risch, a glorified chorus boy. He can neither act nor sing, but he’s charming and can dance up a storm. Stockard Channing plays his cougar sugar mama Mrs. Vera Simpson. She can’t sing either (and to hear her butcher one of the best musical theater songs ever written is a shonda), but she acts it very well. Still, she’s saddled with awful, stale zingers like “You seem to be trying to save my soul and take my money… I didn’t expect this to be so much like church.”
Martha Plimpton, as nightclub performer Gladys Bumps, wipes the floor with both of them. She’s the greatest part of the production. I think the biggest surprise of 2008 was that she can sing and dance! Martha Plimpton is a true, bonafide triple threat and it wouldn’t surprise me if this earns her that long-deserved, much overdue Tony Award.
The sweet-voiced Jenny Fellner (Linda English) is a great discovery.
Unfortunately, the staging itself is entirely lethargic. Joe Mantello should take a vacation. Graciela Daniele's choreography is reliable and sufficient. I enjoyed the design elements a great deal. Yet, the whole thing provides a decent amount of entertainment with only a moderate amount of boredom. I'll credit that to the score.
The score is as much of a highlight as Plimpton. Under the baton of Paul Gemignani, the traditionally small Roundabout orchestra sounds remarkably full and robust. It’s too bad all of the funny jokes and wordplay – contained in Larry Hart’s GENIUS lyrics – were too intellectual for the audience (there was a collective WOOSH sound during "Zip!"). Much of the incidental music and underscoring sound like traditional Rodgers and bear a striking resemblance to SOUTH PACIFIC and OKLAHOMA!.
To close, a note to Paul Gemignani.
Mr. Gemignani, please refrain from checking your email on your iTouch during the show. The ghastly bright light is incredibly distracting in a darkened auditorium.