Saw it this afternoon (center row D of the orchestra, 11:50 a.m. TKTS). No matter what one thinks of the show, there's a real event here: Rivera. She's (still) in every possible way remarkable. Yes, she is on stage for most of the show, and to my surprise, sings a significant piece of the score.
The Times reviews of the last two incarnations, the Signature and Williamstown (this production, last summer), pointedly find fault in the contradiction of mining a chilly, society-damning tragicomedy for deeper emotional nooks and crannies. I didn't have a problem with that, and to the contrary, late in the show, Rivera's embrace of her youth (no spoiler as to how it's done) provides welcome heartbreak. I was startlingly moved after not expecting those colors to surface. In this immoral fable we can certainly use a stab of pure unbridled feeling, and it sends shivers, thanks to Rivera's simple elegant, work. (If it slightly steals comparable moments from FOLLIES, it's still welcome.) The ending is a slightly blurry resolution, not rushed but not entirely satisfying. But I'd lay that at Dürrenmatt's feet, not McNally's and Doyle's.
But again, the real, perhaps for many only reason to go is Chita Rivera. At 82, it's no hyperbole to report she's still at the top of her game, demonstrating a triple threat's control and intense focus, on-stage for most of the 95 minutes, a singular presence. I was especially taken with her singing voice, which even notably husky has the old strength mostly intact. She sings the Kander's melodies with assurance and great musicality. This is not a show for everyone -- perhaps not for most people -- and I'll freely admit its darker recesses are more my taste than lighter fare. But it's worth seeing for the myriad ways Doyle builds the production around it's unmistakable star. She's billed as the event, and she is nothing less than one.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling
Updated On: 4/1/15 at 08:53 PM