I’m honestly extremely torn about this because it there is certainly a compelling story to be told here, but it’s buried beneath a sludge of talky soap-operatic melodrama, hokey jokes and plot holes that runs a whole two hours without intermission. I read some of the reviews from London and it feels like similar issues with verbosity - though in London, it was claustrophobic as Brody was surrounded on all sides, whereas here, the set is so expansive that it places emphasis on the collective of death row prisoners being shrunk into a dehumanized nothingness, and so once the focus shifts primarily to Brody and Thompson, they struggle to fill the dead air. In both cases, there was a feeling of arrest and an inability to escape the ennui of a tell-not-show approach to the story. Also, the fact that the show starts up with a group of prisoners Thompson is supposedly helping and then they just disappear/are never heard from again is frustrating. Maybe a brief line or side plot about one of them getting executed might raise the stakes a bit.
At this point, I think Lindsay Ferrentino’s Broadway career is dead in the water unless she finally realizes that adapting documentaries for the stage isn’t a winning game. Brody and Thompson try their best, but Brody’s Nick seems to just maintain a constant stream of humor as a coping mechanism. Thompson is essentially a set set piece for most of the first half until Nick goads her into opening up, beginning a rather unsettling union. The supporting players as prisoners, especially Ephraim Sykes (who gets a solo song to sing) are good with the material they have.
I’m going again at the end of April, so I wonder if there will be any substantial changes or evolution, but Cromer is likely now the second director in a season that Ferrentino has handed a lump of coal with the expectation they’ll make it into a diamond.
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