I'd like to quote Ben Brantley from his May 21 '06 NYT article.
"A Living ghost walks on Broadway. ...Though its guises are many, it always exudes the same damp aura of unconvincing jollity, like that of a superannuated party girl who lost her confidence with her youth and has taken to wearing her daughter's trendy clothes. Such is the face of the American musical in the year 2006.
A dozen 'new' (and the word insists on quotation marks) musicals opened on Broadway during the last year. Yet no matter how loud their scores or colorful their costumes, few of these productions had robust existences of their own. Often inspired by movies , pop songbooks or best-selling novels, they are to their source material what the T-shirts and souvenir programs on sale in theater lobbies are to the shows within: disposable reminders of the real things.
The Broadway musical as an artificial aide-mémoire, a phenomenon that lets audiences experience the deeply familiar in newly diluted forms, has been incubating for more than a decade. ...These productions, which are rare in their lack of interpretive laziness, are too vibrant, too aggressively present tense to be dismissed as nostalgia. Cultural nostalgia is about comfort, not confrontation, and encourages consumers to relive an illusory time when things seemed simpler, lighter, more fun. The extraordinary element about the current crop of new musicals is they don't even really try to summon other worlds or eras or fantasy lands; what they do is point, with a huckster's wink and a host of bright shorthand references, to best sellers, hit movies and Top 40 songs that market surveys guarantee audiences already know and love."
To me, Ben's writing was quite insightful and I quote him here because, in my estimation, becoming a Broadway star means succeeding in a succession accomplished roles that do "summon other worlds, era or fantasies."
I'll never forget being a small child at my first broadway show, Follies, when Alexis Smith took the stage. I didn't know who she was, but from the love and appreciation that the audience emitted when she walked out on stage, I knew she must have been someone highly regarded. That's the memory that keeps me typing in here. But I digress.
Today, my goodness, the closest I've come to that same feeling was when Georgia Engel walked on at DC or when the butler from the Nanny was in La Cage. No disrespect intended, because I do adore both performers, but providing Niles and Georgette the same accolades as Ms. Smith or Ms. Rivera?
It's easy to say it's the dumbing down and Disneying of Broadway, but as Ben put it, the shows are becoming disposable reminders of what was once real, built on marketing hype with seats sold based upon a "I loved the era, didn't you?" mentality or a demand derived from appeasing children.
Given that, we have more Broadway Darlings du Jour than we do Bonafide Legends in the Making. And I don't see how that will change in the near future, and perhaps its not meant to.
Updated On: 6/20/06 at 05:46 PM