‘HADESTOWN’: Reeve Carney & Eva Noblezada. Photo: Matthew Murphy

HADESTOWN
Book, music & lyrics by Anais Mitchell
Directed by George C. Wolfe
Choreographed by David Neumann
Walter Kerr Theatre
219 West 485th Street
212-239-6200, www.hadestown.com

By David NouNou

Although it has come late in the season, we have the winner for best musical. Hadestown is a towering theatrical journey to hell. It’s sort of a metaphor for the times in which we live.

Based on the Greek tragedy of Orpheus and Eurydice, and his journey to hell to rescue her back from the dead, this tale is set in New Orleans. Our Orpheus (Reeve Carney) is the sweetest and gentlest of souls who works in a café and Eurydice (Eva Noblezada) is a wandering waif who crosses Orpheus’ path and he falls madly in love with her. To narrate all that happens or will happen is Hermes (the remarkable Andre DeShields). He is like the emcee in Cabaret.

The rulers of Hadestown are Hades (Patrick Page) and Persephone (Amber Gray). Persephone comes up and joins the living every summer. She has a wild time entertaining all by wining and dining but has to return to Hades back in the winter. Eurydice being poor, cold and hungry goes down with Persephone on the false illusion that life will be better down there, only to find the grind and misery that prevails.

There are also the muses who butt into everyone’s lives and not for the good. It is up to Orpheus upon realizing the loss of Eurydice, on how he is going down to Hadestown and how he will rescue her from the grip of Hades.

What makes this journey bearable is the remarkable score by Anais Mitchell. It is jazz- infused, rhythmic, pulsating and palpable. From the opening song “Road to Hell” to the closing number in Act I, “Why We Build the Wall,” the music and lyrics are all arresting and haunting. “Why We Build the Wall” is a chilling reminder of where we’re at in 2019, but in actually it was written years before the ongoing nightmare we live with today. The score is phenomenal throughout till the end, the reprise of “Road to Hell.”

The cast is superb, headed by the indefatigable Andre DeShields, a theater legend. His Hermes is the velvet protector of the lost. Patrick Page is spine chilling as Hades, especially when it comes to singing “Why We Build the Wall.” Amber Gray’s Persephone is sheer delight and can lure anyone to go down to Hades with her. Eva Noblezada was enchanting in the 2017 revival of Miss Saigon, and she is in good voice here. Reeve Carney is guileless as Orpheus.

Director Rachel Chavkin has outdone herself here. Her Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812 overloaded the senses to distraction, but here she has brilliantly modulated the proceedings and is greatly abetted by the overwhelming set by Rachel Hauck.

The nightmarish story is not necessarily uplifting, but the theatrical experience is priceless.

Edited by Scott Harrah
Published April 22, 2019
Reviewed at April 21, 2019 press performance.

‘HADESTOWN’: Amber Gray & cast. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: Eva Noblezada & cast. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: (left to right) Amber Gray, Patrick Page & Reeve Carney. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: Eva Noblezada & cast. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: Amber Gray & cast. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: Patrick Page & Amber Gray. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: Reeve Carney. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: (left to right) Jewelle Blackman, Kay Trinidad & Yvette Gonzalez-Nacer. Photo: Matthew Murphy

‘HADESTOWN’: Andre De Shields. Photo: Matthew Murphy.

‘HADESTOWN’: The cast. Photo: Matthew Murphy

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‘AMÉLIE:: Adam Chanler-Berat & Phillipa Soo. Photo: Joan Marcus

AMÉLIE: A NEW MUSICAL
Book by Craig Lucas
Music by Daniel Messe
Lyrics by Nathan Tysen and Mr. Messe
Based on the movie by Jean-Pierre Jeunet and Guillaume Laurant
Directed by Pam MacKinnon
Choreography by Sam Pinkleton
Walter Kerr Theatre
219 West 48th Street
New York, NY
(212-239-6200),www.AmelieBroadway.com

By David NouNou

Look up the definition of asphyxiation: “the state or process of being deprived of oxygen, which can result in unconsciousness or death; suffocation.” Asphyxiate is exactly what the creators and Pam McKinnon have done to the enchanting , quirky 2001 French film Amélie, which was set in Paris. Supposedly it is still set in Paris but you would never know it, other than French names of characters and avenues being mentioned. What was once an enchanting, charming and a colorful motion picture full of visual delights has been reduced to slow-motion comic strips devoid of whimsy or fairytale delights.

Amélie (Phillipa Soo), born to very strict parents, home schooled and her lonely childhood filled with daydreaming, has grown up and moved to Paris. There she works in a café owned by Suzanne (Harriet D. Foy), lives opposite a wise old painter, Dufayel (Tony Sheldon), swirls around many characters circling her orbit and naturally a boyfriend, Nino (Adam Chanler-Berat). There’s even an Elton John-style character called “Rock Star” (Randy Blair), thrown in for no apparent reason.

Once in Paris, Amélie finds an old treasure box under the floor boards in her apartment. She also learns of the death of Princess Diana and her philanthropic deeds. With this news, Amélie starts on her yellow brick road to find the owner of the box and start doing good deeds for others. With this transformation she in turn transforms her life as well as others.

In the movie it was a lovely yarn set all around Paris and the magic that fills the city. In this version it can be anywhere USA, but we are told it is Paris. The score is lifeless and dreary; no lilting French music or haunting melodies, just dirges. What should have been lighter-than-air direction is a plodfest of caricature thanks to Pam McKinnon.

Phillipa Soo (of Hamilton fame) gives her all to muster some life into the show, but the leaden material she is given drowns her. Tony Sheldon, as the wise neighbor and painter, comes off best; he is a pure delight.

Amélie is the latest victim to join the ranks of such dreadful, misguided musicals based on films that should never have been musicalized: Bonnie and Clyde, American Psycho, Honeymoon In Vegas, Bullets Over Broadway and the most epic dud of them all, Dr. Zhivago.

Edited by Scott Harrah
Published April 7, 2017
Reviewed at press performance on April 6, 2017

‘AMÉLIE:’: Phillipa Soo & cast. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMÉLIE’: Phillipa Soo, David Andino & cast. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMELIÉ::’: Phillipa Soo & Adam Chanler-Berat. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMÉLIE’: The cast & Phillipa Soo. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMELIE’: Adam Chanler-Berat & cast. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMÉLIE’: Adam Chanler-Berat & Phillipa Soo. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMELIE’: Adam Chanler-Berat & Phillipa Soo. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMÉLIE’: Tony Sheldon & Phillipa Soo. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘AMÉLIE’: Phillipa Soo & Savvy Crawford. Photo: Joan Marcus

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‘FALSETTOS’: Christian Borle & Andrew Rannells. Photo: Joan Marcus

FALSETTOS
Book by William Finn
Music & lyrics by William Finn & James Lapine
Directed by James Lapine
Through January 8, 2017
Walter Kerr Theatre
219 W. 48th Street
800-982-2787, www.lct.org

By Scott Harrah

The individual turmoil of characters, their neuroses and raw emotions, sung via melodic songs, are all at the heart of this superb revival of the William Finn-James Lapine musical. Falsettos remains a fresh, authentic slice of unconventional New York life, despite the fact that its characters lived decades ago. It originally appeared on Broadway in 1992 as a package of two earlier off-Broadway plays, March of the Falsettos and Falsettoland. Although parts of this mostly sung-through musical depict the troubles of another era, this outstanding production never feels dated.

Part of the show’s timelessness must be attributed to the stellar performances by a cast of Broadway veterans, but Mr. Finn and Mr. Lapine’s story about Marvin (Christian Borle), a man who wants to have it all (a wife, a child, and a male lover), was truly ahead of its time, written long before marriage equality and tales of nontraditional families became commonplace

The show opens in 1979 with Marvin about to leave his wife Trina (Stephanie J. Block) for a man, Whizzer (Andrew Rannells). Marvin and Trina’s young son Jason (Anthony Rosenthal) is caught in the middle of the maelstrom.  Meanwhile, the family’s psychiatrist Mendel (Brandon Uranowitz) starts a romance with Trina. In addition to the obvious LGBT theme, Falsettos also relies heavily on celebrating the Jewish New Yorker sensibility, particularly in the opening number “Four Jews in a Room Bitching.”  In fact, one of the reasons why the show holds up so well in 2016 is because it’s far more than merely a musical chronicle of a dysfunctional family and homosexuality. Everything from chess playing to Little League baseball is thrown into the mix. David Rockwell’s clever, simplistic sets frame everything wonderfully, with a cartoonish Manhattan skyline and what appears to be a giant 1980s Rubik’s Cube (remember them?) that is gradually taken apart at times to depict different settings.

Much of the narrative unfolds through song, and although Mr. Finn’s music and lyrics are repetitious at times, most songs are infectious and reveal each character’s feelings and frustrations vividly. One of the show’s best moments is Stephanie J. Block belting out the showstopper “I’m Breaking Down,”with lyrics that are humorous but also reveal her heartbreak when she sings, “He’s a queen/I’m a queen/Where is our crown?” 

Other highlights include “Marvin at the Psychiatrist (a Three Part Mini-Opera),” in which Marvin sings (along with Mendel, Jason and Whizzer) about all the reasons he needs psychotherapy.  In “March of the Falsettos,” all four male characters sing, in the titular falsetto voice to match Jason’s prepubescent tone, about the different aspects of masculinity.  Here it’s done cleverly with the guys all sporting fluorescent clothes, frolicking under black light. Pointless perhaps, but still great fun to watch.

While the first act focuses on family dysfunction, Act Two takes us to 1981. Marvin has split up with Whizzer and now lives next door to two lesbians, Dr. Charlotte (Tracie Thoms), an internist, and her lover Cordelia (Betsy Wolfe), a caterer specializing in “nouvelle” kosher cuisine.

Soon Whizzer becomes ill and enters the hospital.  At the same time, Marvin and Trina are nagging Jason about how he wishes to celebrate his bar mitzvah. To give any more detail would spoil the bittersweet twist of the tragic ending, but the final songs are some of the best, including Whizzer’s “You Gotta Die Sometime” and Marvin and Whizzer’s “What Would I Do?”

Mr. Borle makes a big departure here from his comic roles in Peter and the Starcatcher and Something Rotten as the self-absorbed, hopelessly neurotic Marvin.  Mr. Rannells, of Book of Mormon and Girls fame, is equally effective as Whizzer, and emotionally powerful in the show’s final songs.

The show’s biggest asset, however, is Stephanie J. Block.  Although she’s established herself on Broadway in a number of roles, Ms. Block gives the performance of her career as Trina, and she’ll certainly be a contender for all the awards in the spring. There is a haunting sincerity to Ms. Block’s Trina because, in every song she sings, from “I’m Breaking Down” to “Trina’s Song,” one feels her character’s helplessness in everything from her mannerisms (particularly the hilarious way she slices up a banana) to the beautiful, plaintive tone in her vocals.

Director James Lapine understands the scale of tragedy that was so rampant in AIDS-era New York, and his direction highlights the humanity, quirks and vulnerabilities of these characters’ lives and sheds humor and truth on them without coming across as heavy-handed.  Perhaps that’s why Falsettos can now be called a true classic.

Edited by Scott Harrah
Published November 7, 2016
Reviewed at press performance on November 6, 2016

‘FALSETTOS’: (left to right) Betsy Wolfe, Andrew Rannells, Christian Borle & Tracie Thoms. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘FALSETTOS’: Stephanie J. Block & Brandon Uranowitz. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘FALSETTOS’: Betsy Wolfe & Tracie Thoms. Photo: Joan Marcus

‘FALSETTOS’: Anthony Rosenthal & Christian Borle. Photo: Joan Marcus

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‘THE CRUCIBLE’: (Left to right) Ben Whishaw & Tavi Gavinson & cast. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

THE CRUCIBLE
Written by Arthur Miller
Directed by Ivo Van Hove
Through July 17, 2017
Walter Kerr Theatre
219 West 48th Street
(877-250-2929) www.TheCrucibleOnBroadway.com

By Scott Harrah

Whether one understands Belgian director Ivo van Hove’s modern spin on Arthur Miller’s 1953 masterpiece about the 1692 Salem witch trials, complete with a spooky, ambient score by Philip Glass, seems almost irrelevant. Why? The material is so brilliantly written, it literally leaves us spellbound. This is Mr. Miller’s most complex work, and Mr. van Hove overlooks (if not ignores) the allegorical subtext about the early 1950s McCarthy-era Communist “red scare” in America many believe the show parallels. Instead, the focus is on the paranormal and the creep factor, from eerie lighting to a levitating girl, ominous wind, flickering candles, a lone wolf/dog on stage, and scribbled messages on a classroom chalkboard. Granted, this interpretation is unorthodox and infused with the European sensibility Mr. van Hove used in last fall’s revival of another Arthur Miller classic, A View from the Bridge. Mr. van Hove’s touches may seem affected, but this remains a gripping, intense piece of theater, even at nearly three hours long.

In step with the current trend in retooling classics, the cast sports modern clothes, with the young girls dressed in parochial school uniforms, and cast members drinking coffee dispensed from a 21st century thermos. However, it’s easy to look beyond the surface here and instead focus on Mr. Miller’s tense narrative about real-life events in late-17-century Massachusetts, and how false accusations and government corruption, coupled with religious fanaticism, result in a horrifying outcome. Allegations of “witchcraft” in Salem certainly have similarities with the red-baiting of the 1950s, and perhaps with all the finger-pointing and scare tactics modern politicians use to persuade the masses on the campaign trail.

The accusations begin when a group of local girls allegedly frolicked in a nocturnal “Satanic” ritual in the woods with a Caribbean slave, Tituba (Jenny Jules). After being caught by Reverend Samuel Parris (Jason Butler Harner), his daughter Betty (Elizabeth Teeter) falls into what appears to be a coma-like trance.

The “mean girls” of Salem give some of the show’s best performances. Saoirse Ronan (fresh from her Oscar-nominated performance in Brooklyn) is first rate as Abigail Williams, Reverend Parris’s niece and the girls’ ringleader. With her manic mannerisms and ghoulish features, Ms. Ronan is the perfect demonic catalyst for the trumped-up charges. She is the devil incarnate indeed. Equally disturbing is Tavi Gevinson (This is Our Youth) as Mary Warren, the young house servant who eventually tries, unsuccessfully, to prove the girls are lying.

Ciarán Hinds is excellent as Deputy Governor Danforth, the sanctimonious judge who precipitates the ultimate fate of the accused. Fine portrayals are also given by Bill Camp as Reverend John Hale, and Broadway veteran Jim Norton as Giles Corey, husband of one of the accused.

However, there are inconsistencies in the casting of other roles. Ben Whishaw is often passionate as accused farmer John Proctor—a tough role indeed, played in the past by everyone from Daniel Day Lewis to Liam Neeson—but he has little chemistry with wife Elizabeth (played by Oscar nominee and Tony Award winner Sophie Okonedo). Ms. Okonedo, while a great actress, is miscast here.

This revival won’t please Arthur Miller purists. In fact, it might outrage some. Regardless, the most telling aspect of The Crucible is how much the message of what some see as “good” vs. “evil”—and the ways lives can be ruined with slander and lies—holds up today, even in a production as unconventional as this. Be prepared to be bewitched, bothered and (thanks to director Ivo van Hove) possibly bewildered by Arthur Miller’s haunting masterpiece.

Edited by Scott Harrah
Published April 8, 2016
Reviewed at press performance on April 7, 2016

‘THE CRUCIBLE’: Elizabeth Teeter, Saoirse Ronan & Tavi Gavinson. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

‘THE CRUCIBLE’: (left to right) Elizabeth Teeter, Saoirse Ronan, Tavi Gevinson, Ashlei Sharp Chesnut & Erin Wilhelmi. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

‘THE CRUCIBLE’: Ben Whishaw & Tavi Gevinson. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

‘THE CRUCIBLE’: Ben Whishaw, Tavi Gevinson & cast. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

‘THE CRUCIBLE’: Sophie Okonedo & Ben Whishaw. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

‘THE CRUCIBLE’: Saoirse Ronan & Ben Whishaw. Photo: Jan Versweyveld

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