The New York Times (Ben Brantley) is
Very Negative:
'...There’s a lot of tedious plot hung on these six wayward souls. But really all you need to know is that none of them can resist a rim-shot joke, and that they share a penchant for spouting silly metaphors at length and in song. ( “I am a sailor. You are the sail./I am the Pequod. You are the whale.”)
The very talented Mr. Krieger has whipped up a confectionary batch of melodies that evoke an entire catalog of romantic standards, summoning Victor Herbert, Hoagy Carmichael and Rodgers and Hart, among others. The able cast sings these numbers with the mixture of goofiness and sincerity that is asked of them.
The same sensibility — of kitsch delivered with both a wink and a hug — is embodied in David Korins’s glittery nightclub-in-purgatory set.
You certainly can’t say that the show isn’t of a piece. But that piece is made of ingredients that were meant to be consumed in small amounts. Only people who can make a meal out of marshmallows and marzipan are likely to find “Romantic Poetry” digestible.'
http://theater2.nytimes.com/2008/10/29/theater/reviews/29roma.html
"Y'know, I think Bertolt Brecht was rolling in his grave."
-Nellie McKay on the 2006 Broadway production of The Threepenny Opera, in which she played Polly Peachum