Bumping a thread like this is always in order.
The week I saw CHICAGO must have been in the summer or early fall of '75, my first time coming into NYC from college in Massachusetts, expressly to catch some Broadway shows on my own. Monday night was my first view of the long-playing PIPPIN, Saturday matinee was a hard-won orchestra seat to the sold out A CHORUS LINE, and Wednesday night was CHICAGO. I could swear it was Lenora Nemetz and Chita playing Roxie and Velma, but the Playbill is long gone that would have proved it. I remember being in the back of the mezzanine, and moving down to sit on the stairs for most of the show to have a clearer shot of the forestage than my seat had afforded.
Let me tell you, that show was pitch dark, in tone as well as illumination level (apologies to Jules Fisher's lighting). The clothes, the poses, the come-ons from the cast-- were skanky and hypnotic and as nasty as the scenes Fosse would later create for his burlesque strippers in ALL THAT JAZZ. The set was all black plexi and hidden uplights that would pop on from in the deck. Cramped floor space mostly occupied by the bandstand and curved stairs that would track in later. The tension was pulled taut from the first vamp to the last popping flashbulb of the finale. Unforgiving, unpretty, uninterested in flattering the audience one bit (as opposed to the easy-to-love Pippin production around the corner). You were gonna be schooled here, and you might not necessarily enjoy it a whole lot of the time. In a way, I imagine it tried to go where FOLLIES had gone 4 years earlier, and the THREEPENNY OPERA revival at Lincoln Center would successfully achieve a year later, that "quote-unquote Brechtian" musical that wrestles with bitter truths in the guise of popular entertainments.
I was thrilled to see the show even if I didn't love it as a 19-year-old. (What do 19-year-olds know anyway?)
The rehearsal-clothes concert-staged revival that has usurped the meaning of the show CHICAGO for so many younger theatergoers on this board turned a hypnotic and difficult piece of total theater into a glitzy Vegas-y artifact. They don't know what they're missing.
Updated On: 1/25/15 at 04:51 PM