I don't think JCS has ever been directed well.
Tom O'Horgan turned the production into a high-tech (for '71) spectacular with dancing midgets, laser beams, smoke and wind machines, and Jesus nailed to a giant golden triangle. No one understood what he was going for, and having learned from him what he was going for before his death, I still fail to see what his aim was.
Edwards turned the show into a mishmash of a different color, with elements from
Star Wars (the Roman guards' costumes),
The Matrix (the priests' attire), the Sam Mendes revival of
Cabaret (Pilate in an SS officer's uniform, and the whole hopeless tone in general),
Rent (the basic set and just about any of the costumes for Jesus and his crew), an S&M party (cue the whipping by hand, the strange chemistry between Jesus and Judas [and many of the apostles], and a creepy goth lynch mob that permeated the proceedings), and a smattering of the traditional palette.
The right production is yet to be done.
"There is no problem so big that it cannot be run away from."
~ Charles M. Schulz
Updated On: 10/27/09 at 06:01 PM