When Sunset Boulevard was announced, I was upset that Patti LuPone had not been asked to bring it back, especially with Close's less-than-gifted vocals (I know, I know, she's such a gifted actress). But now I see why LuPone does not belong in Sunset Boulevard. She is reigning in a show with a score the likes of which Lloyd Webber couldn't dream of: sophisticated, haunting, and breathtakingly personal. When La LuPone belts (thankfully, most of the show) she does so for a purpose, and you pay as much attention to the lyric as you do to the craft with which this legend sings. And when she moves inward, her quiet longing and pristine voice softens with a control unparalleled in current musical theatre.
And it's no small feat that Miss Ebersole makes just as much of an impression next to LuPone. While her character is less showy, the small nuances she endows with each line gives it a special quality - and her phrasing is out of this world. She knows how to handle a lyric and her clarion voice is one of the wonders of American Theatre. If LuPone makes a meal out of every one-liner, lyric, and facial expression, Ebersole slowly sets the table and decorates the room around it before finally serving the feast for "Pink", her 11 o'clock number and the best song in the score. It is then that War Paint reaches the emotional depths of Grey Gardens.
The score is nothing short of phenomenal, with an astoundingly large orchestra for a new musical and pitch perfect orchestrations that made an impression even in the theatre. I eagerly await the cast recording to digest each of the genuinely brilliant lyrics. There's not a weak number in the score - even the dreaded "Dinosaurs" was tuneful and witty, although it could easily be cut. "Fire and Ice" surprised me with how good it was and each of the solos and duets bring these ladies to their heights. "Now You Know", "Face to Face", and "Beauty In the World" are particularly outstanding. I would actually say this rivals Great Comet for my favorite new score this season (I haven't seen Bronx Tale, Groundhog Day, or Come From Away).
The show itself is unsatisfying and rather episodic for the first act (which has no book scene longer than three minutes), but the second act picks up and moves along with a momentum that was lacking in the first. I wish they had found a better way to dramatize the first act besides them trying to one-up each other. It seemed to simply vamp plot-wise until the fantastic act one finale. All in all, an entertaining and moving evening that had potential to be an examination of women in power and rivalry but stopped just short of it. As it is, it is an exercise in diva worship and I loved every minute of it.
I'm sad this is likely to be bereft of Tony wins. I fully expect nominations for LuPone, Ebersole, score, and costumes (if they're lucky, maybe even Musical). I just don't expect any wins except costumes. Which is upsetting, because I think this is one of the best genuinely original musical we've gotten on Broadway in the past few years (the other being Great Comet). If you are a lover of theatre, run to see War Paint.
"Sticks and stones, sister. Here, have a Valium." - Patti LuPone, a Memoir