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Posted: 6/1/13 at 11:08am
We had tickets to the NY production but the damn thing closed 2 weeks before our performance date, so we've been making due with frequent listens to the chilling CD for the last two years. FINALLY last night we got to see in the flesh what the actual theater experience was like.
The show is a miracle of writing, composing, staging and especially performance from beginning to end. It grabs you in the opening number and simply doesn't let go till the finale. Gorgeously sung, terrifyingly acted, every single moment hands you two emotions at once: dazzlement at the level of performance (gorgeous or funny or thrilling on its own) and horror at what minstrelsy we're being forced to look at and laugh at. Brecht never had better handmaidens than Susan Stroman and Kander and Ebb (with a rigorous and chilling book by David Thompson). For 2 hours the show walks the line so carefully between entertainment and message that they fuse into a new synthesis of theater. This feels like the show Kander and Ebb were always reaching for from CABARET through THE RINK up to KISS OF THE SPIDERWOMAN, but never achieved so seamlessly till now.
A word about the glowing performances. Joshua Henry has rightfully been hailed for his star turn as Haywood, and he is a rock onstage: oddly regal and magnificent in the part. It was gorgeous to see Hal Linden still in such perfect command of the stage (an iron fist served with a surprisingly light and gentle touch) in John Cullum's part as the Interlocutor. But for us the most astonishing turns are from Gilbert Bailey's Ruby Bates, Trent Armand Kendall's Mr. Bones and JC Montgomery's Mr. Tambo. They each nailed the minstrelsy inherent in every minute onstage, the horror and the humor that would choke in your throat. Brilliant night.
The show is a miracle of writing, composing, staging and especially performance from beginning to end. It grabs you in the opening number and simply doesn't let go till the finale. Gorgeously sung, terrifyingly acted, every single moment hands you two emotions at once: dazzlement at the level of performance (gorgeous or funny or thrilling on its own) and horror at what minstrelsy we're being forced to look at and laugh at. Brecht never had better handmaidens than Susan Stroman and Kander and Ebb (with a rigorous and chilling book by David Thompson). For 2 hours the show walks the line so carefully between entertainment and message that they fuse into a new synthesis of theater. This feels like the show Kander and Ebb were always reaching for from CABARET through THE RINK up to KISS OF THE SPIDERWOMAN, but never achieved so seamlessly till now.
A word about the glowing performances. Joshua Henry has rightfully been hailed for his star turn as Haywood, and he is a rock onstage: oddly regal and magnificent in the part. It was gorgeous to see Hal Linden still in such perfect command of the stage (an iron fist served with a surprisingly light and gentle touch) in John Cullum's part as the Interlocutor. But for us the most astonishing turns are from Gilbert Bailey's Ruby Bates, Trent Armand Kendall's Mr. Bones and JC Montgomery's Mr. Tambo. They each nailed the minstrelsy inherent in every minute onstage, the horror and the humor that would choke in your throat. Brilliant night.