** PROMISES, PROMISES OFFICIAL REVIEW THREAD ** — Page 8

Someone should have let Marquise in on the casting discussions (and I mean it).

Neil Patrick Harris is spot on.

Marquise, that casting is spot-on. And I'm still puzzled as to why they didn't use Bennett's original choreography, especially since Ashford's really isn't anything special.

I am about to gently tip-toe into utterly forbidden waters here and please don't rip my head off for this because I mean no malice to anyone, but...

Looking at some photos of the original production, there are several key elements missing.

There are no Jews.

There are no men.

There are no New Yorkers.

Jerry Orbach was all three. He was, in fact, one beyond the trifecta, as he was also Catholic.

Let's face it, hetro men, who are Jewish or Catholic and from New York are not exactly the description of the male leads in this production.



Orbach looked like he had DONE THINGS with women in his life. He was a man, not a grown up man-child. Sean Hayes looks like Pee Wee Herman in the sizzle reel. He looks like a bare boob would strike him dead.

Kristin Chenoweth looks like she would eat him for lunch.

And neither Hayes or Goldwyn look like they are New Yorkers of the 1960s. The look and are dressed like Metrosexuals from the 2000s.

This knocks the whole show off-kilter. Jack Lemon in the original played Baxter like a typical New Yorker of the late 50s and Orbach, with his deep, growling voice and big, bushy features looks like he just crawled out of a bar after a five-martini lunch. Sean Hayes looks like he's just coming back from a manicure.

This show - as Wilder wrote it and as Simon wrote it - is about CC Baxter. Not Fran Kubelik. Get Baxter wrong and the show collapses. Get a weak Baxter and the spotlight turns to Fran. It's not her show. It's not her story and character arc. It's his.



To paraphrase "Spamalot", You can't do a show about New York if you don't have any Jews. The earthy ethnicness is missing. New York is missing. Mad Men, which this show seems to emulate, is about Madison Avenue advertizing, which was a white shoe bastion of Protestant snobbishness in 1962.

The Apartment is about a guy working for an insurance company, which was a much more diverse office population, especially in New York in the 60s.

This production's casting is just off by enough to knock the show off-kilter and it's just Protestant enough to make it bland and not very New York-y.

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Updated On: 4/27/10 at 12:44 AM

"it's just Protestant enough to make it bland"

allofmylife, I don't know you but I love you for that line alone.

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Hard to believe Orbach was only 33, 34 when he starred in the original production...he looks older.

I'm just so disappointed with the final product of this production. This was the chance to do it right. It hadn't been revived in 40+ years and it was a massive hit clocking in over 1,000 performances.

It was the show that introduced a pop radio sound to the Broadway stage with background pit singers to emulate that sound. It was the show to put the genius of Michael Bennett and his associate Bob Avian on the map. It was the show to put Jonathan Tunick and Harold Wheeler on the map as top tier orchestrator and arranger, respectively. It's the first show to showcase the magnificent Donna McKechnie in a show stopping spotlight dance...it's no coincidence that Bennett, Tunick, McKechnie and Avian all followed this up with COMPANY. It was their work on PROMISES that got them noticed and put them in the big leagues.

The legend of this show loomed large...it was extremely well received and just by reading Clive Barnes opening night review, which wasn't just a review but a letter of congratulations to all involved, you just knew it was something special.

That original production will never be equaled, this new production is proof enough of that.

Updated On: 4/27/10 at 02:35 AM

Like I said before here, girl needs to be interventionally-cheeseburgered.

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It sounds like Promises, Promises was recrafted to resemble Mad Men, making it an imitation of an imitation of 1960s style. And they tried to make it a star vehicle for a woman although the show was written to feature the male star. I sense that the show I've always seen in my head when I listen to the cast album is better directed than this revival.

allofmylife makes a very good point. Broadway today does seem to have a lack of what we might call "real men." Many of the guys today seem more like big boys than adult men. What is that ephemeral difference between and adult and an adolescent?

It seems that marketing has led the nation's outlook on life for the past 100 years or so, and marketing places a distinct accent on youth, the result being we try to stay "young" as long as possible. But we lose a sense of maturity, along with all the interesting positives and negatives that go with it.

It's not an argument about "butch" vs "nelly," I could have probably been more clear about that, it's about adult versus adolescent. Jack Lemmon, although definitely wacky, was an adult. It's, as I said, an ephemeral quality, and hard to describe. But I perceive that earlier generations had to "grow up" sooner and more than we did - generations born after 1950, with all our material comforts, and with parents from the "greatest generation," were able to extend our Me First adolescent thinking well into our later years.

An adult male, if I can try to describe something almost indescribable, conveys an attitude of responsibility, an awareness that he has to/wants to take care of others, that he has to operate from within society (rather than as a rebel, which seems to be the ideal for which many men strive today). it's the idea of a "Good Man" as opposed to a "Bad Boy." It's the image you convey - do you look right or at home in a suit? Or are a you a fish out of water in anything but t-shirt and jeans?

Does that make sense?

Oooh... Sean Hayes in a revival of PETER PAN!

Talk about adding layers of subtext.

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