Connect with us

Broadway

He Says: Broadway’s Moulin Rouge Sparkles With Joyful Toxic Pleasure

Published

on

Truth. Beauty. Freedom. And above all things, Love. That’s what is splashed before our hungry eyes and ears at the Moulin Rouge! – The Musical decadently and gorgeously mashing together with high-wired spectacular spectacular-ness at the Al Hirschfeld Theatre on Broadway. “Love is like oxygen“, they preach to us, and I was breathless as I took in the wonder. I must admit that when I saw the new musical during the hugely successful out of town tryout in Boston, I needed it to be grand, most definitively because ever since I first saw its divineness at the Ziegfeld Theatre (I think) in New York City back in 2001, I dreamed of the day it would reappear recreated live and on stage.  I knew in my heart of hearts that it seemed destined to be a splashy Broadway musical, just as much as Nicole Kidman’s beautiful courtesan, Satine was wanted to be a true actress, and equally destined to fall hopelessly and forever in love with Ewan McGregor’s beautiful bohemian poet, Christian (check out those two talking about the movie here). It was written in the sparkling stars up above, not just by Baz Luhrmann (Broadway’s La Bohème, Sydney’s Strictly Ballroom) and Craig Pearce in the movie’s script for the Twentieth Century Fox film that Luhrmann also directed, but for all of us hopeless romantics and love struck dreamers. Luckily for us, that extravaganza has finally found its way onto the Broadway stage in the most magnificently spectacular kind of way, mainly because of the adaptation book by John Logan (Tony winner for the Broadway play, Red).  He has delicately found the perfect take and the precious antidote for the story, and crafted something better, deeper, darker, and surprisingly joyful, with a sharp dash of silliness to give us all a bit of a wise ass jolt.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_24_19_02868_EDIT_v003
Karen Olivo as Satine and Aaron Tveit as Christian. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

By now, anyone who is as excited as I was to see this production has probably seen the pictures of the gloriously designed opening set by the wildly talented Derek McLane (Broadway’s Burn This). It’s highly stylized, deeply red and dramatic, totally worthy of all the Instagram posting (#moulinrougebroadway) taken before the actual musical parade begins.  The aisles are crowded with delighted fans, snapping and pointing with delight.  The energy is intoxicating and enthralling as we get our first glimpse at the black clad dancers, dressed to entice and seduce, courtesy of the masterful work of Catherine Zuber (Broadway’s My Fair Lady). They slink and strut their erotic way around the dark corners of the glorious stage like burlesque alley cats in heat, posing and flaunting their perfectly corseted curves and torsos under the watchful eyes of the elephant and iconic windmill. It’s quiet and sneaky, and decidedly wicked. Moulin Rouge! is doing exactly what it needs to do, heighten and prepare our senses for the feast that we are about to be served.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_27_19_04688
The company of Moulin Rouge! The Musical. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

And indulgent it is. Within this new musical, directed dynamically and deliciously by Alex Timbers (Broadway’s Beetlejuice), the team has done the impossible. They have managed, using the expertise of music supervisor, co-orchestrator, co-arranger and additional lyrics of Justin Levine (Delacorte’s A Midsummer Night’s…), coupled with the high and darkly fascinating energy of the original score, to begin the show not as expected, but in the way a well constructed stage musical should. The greet us with the pop classic that is on everyone’s lips from the beginning performed with power and agility by Jacqueline B. Arnold (Broadway’s Priscilla…) as La Chocolat, Robyn Hurder (Encores’ A Chorus Line) as Nini, Holly James (Broadway’s American Psycho) as Arabia and Jeigh Madjus (Public’s Here Lies Love) as Baby Doll, and then dive into new territories. Those first few moments throw us off scent by telling us almost everything we need to know about this new creation and their plan without giving anything away.  This is not a carbon copy of the masterful film, but an ever expanding reimagining with so many new musical tidbits to devour. The additions are seamless and perfectly mixed, although sometimes the quick lines feel forced and more playful, taking us out of the emotionality of the moment with a grin and a wink.  They have reorganized the movie into a meal that is superior to any other blueprint special that someone lesser could have created by merely copying the film scene by scene. The brilliance lies is in the way they use the movie and its now classic borrowed songs as a foundational guiding hand, giving the musical the solid structure required, rather than look at the film-to-stage musical as a precious diamond that had to be recreated and cut in the exact same form.  We see that within almost every iconic moment; we wait with anticipation for the thing we know, only to be surprised by the added twist and the turning of the plate.  We are never let down, as no favorite morsel or taste has been taken away, but it is served up in a uniquely aggressive and sumptuous manner with a few different spices and flavors added to enhance and entertain.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_27_19_03883_EDIT_v005
Danny Burstein. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

The impresario, Zidler, perfectly crafted by the expert Danny Burstein (Broadway’s Fiddler on the Roof) invites all of us chickens into his world with a wicked grin. He’s the equivalent of Cabaret‘s Emcee, wilkommen-ing us into his decadent Kit Kat Klub, with his own brand of Sally Bowles and the Cabaret girls. The sparkling diamond, Satine, gorgeously and seductively portrayed by the powerful Karen Olivo (Broadway’s West Side Story) enters in exactly the manner we had dreamed of, but quickly takes us down a different rare-cut route almost immediately.  She gives us all that we could ever want from her and shakes us up with her heartfelt wreaking ball of a performance. Painting a solid picture of love and desire, without ever loosing the silly fun that Kidman infused within Satine when she came face to face with the love of a many splendored things, the handsome Aaron Tveit (Broadway’s Next to Normal) as our lovestruck bohemian poet, Christian. Together they collide with the clouds adding an element of spark and a dash of sweetness within the newly created mashed up melodies that are playful even when somewhat distracting from the heart. Olivo is impressively strong in the role, finding the delicate high-wired act of desire, humor, passion, greed, survivalist skills, and, above all else, the name of love.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_27_19_05353_v002
Sahr Ngaujah as Toulouse-Lautrec, Aaron Tveit as Christian and Ricky Rojas as Santiago. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

Tveit delivers the leading man vibe with a bright white toothed grin and a strong confident strut, It’s a bit off putting at times, that smile, but his voice and presence fills the space and his dashing looks make him pretty irresistible to the eyes. In many ways this works against him in the first half, as he never really finds that delicate edge of insecurity and wide eyed awe in his opening monologues that made McGregor so perfect in the role. McGregor looked at Kidman’s Satine in a way we all have at one point of our life when we have gazed at our dream lover; with a hopeless desire and an overwhelming mixture of romantic adoration like we have won the lottery and the stuttering fear of possible heartbreak to come. Unfortunately with Tveit, we never feel the adrenaline of shock or helpless surprise when this glorious creature casts her eyes on him. It feels like his body and smile are telling us that, “yes, of course”. We never believe for a second that he sees Satine is a woman “out of my league“, but his voice is glorious, never faltering, soaring up into the heavens with ever note especially as we get into the tortured heartbreak of Act Two.

The glorious Toulouise-Lautrec, played majestically by the soulful Sahr Ngaujah (Public’s Mlima’s Tale) guides Christian and his fellow Bohemian, the magnetic Argentinian, Santiago, portrayed perfectly by the delicious Ricky Rojas (Broadway’s Burn the Floor) deep into the dark corners of the Moulin Rouge!.  Ngaujah’s Lautrec is filled to the brim with a joy and a dark sadness that brings tears to my eyes with his delicate classic song pulled from the opening of the film and placed somewhere in the middle of Act One.  Perfectly placed with artistic precision, his storytelling is a quick descent into his desirous pain, and expertly keeps us blind-sighted and intrigued, reminding us that every new and old musical moment and lyric will sneak in and surprise, while never disappointing us with an omission or neglect.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_24_19_03555
Karen Olivo as Satine and Tam Mutu as The Duke. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

Then there is the Duke, aggressively played by the dashing and impressive Tam Mutu (Broadway’s Doctor Zhivago).  This is most definitely not the same character from the film as this is a man to be reckoned with and feared.  He’s the sexually enticing bad boy; handsome, powerful, and very rich, with an edge that makes you tingle while also putting you on your guard.  He’s no one’s buffoon, as he was played most hilariously by the gifted Richard Roxburgh in the film, but a true counterpart and competitor for love and control, and he does not take losing well.  He’s physically aggressive and dangerous, as it is reflected within each new muscular songs that is deemed appropriate for such a man to sing.  Strong and persistent, his sharp-edged musical chops demand our attention, giving Christian a true adversary and opponent for Satine’s desire. Nina, beautifully created by the magnificent Robyn Hurder (Broadway’s Nice Work…), Satine’s spotlight rival at the Moulin Rouge! has it right when she warns her own competition that this man is not to be played with. Satine needs to watch herself in a way that Kidman’s leading lady didn’t have to.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_27_19_05657
Ricky Rojas as Santiago and Robyn Hurder as Nini. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

I’m not going to say too much more about the musical details, because part of the joy and thrill of this delicious feast is the surprise and fun edginess of the journey.  It truly is remarkable that the solid work of the whole creative team, including sound design by Peter Hylenski (Broadway’s Frozen), music producer, Matt Stine (Barrow Street’s Sweeney Todd); music director, Cian McCarthy (Broadway’s Book of Mormon); music coordinator, Michael Aarons (Broadway’s Be More Chill), has mashed together this tale with such surprising force, frivolity, and passion.  It’s a bit more decadent and charged than the movie while never losing its sly fun game. Gone are the object distortions of the solid camera work by the brilliant cinematographer Donald McAlpine (Baz’s “Romeo + Juliet“). In its place, the team has given us a sinister black veil and a heightened sexual tension in the song and dance that will make you lean forward and almost fall head first into the sexuality and pure fun of the Moulin Rouge!

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_24_19_03199_v002
The company of Moulin Rouge! The Musical. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

The movie was almost virginal in that way, delighting in the romantic tendencies of the Bohemians, fast forwarding through the theatrics with glee at times with the iconic neon L’Amour hanging over the proceedings. Luckily that L’Amour still shines its hopeful warning light over this staging. Kidman’s Satine always managed to avoid the Duke’s advances, where inside this Moulin Rouge!, that device has given way to something more sexually desirous and insidious. Olivo gives in to the demon in a way that Kidman couldn’t. Wrapped in the deeply arresting and spot on perfection of Broadway’s lighting master, Justin Townsend (Broadway’s The Little Foxes), the gorgeous creatures of the night slide together with erotic delight, straddling each other outside and in the beautifully choreography of the impressive Sonya Tayeh (Ars Nova’s The Lucky Ones). Tayeh strips everyone down to their most carnivorous of selves and gives us an edge of danger and decadence, particularly in the toxic bad romance opener of Act 2, one of the purest magical highlights of this new configuration. The ensemble is dynamic and perfection, killing each movement with grace and sexual preciseness, thanks to Jacqueline B. Arnold, Olutayo Bosede, Kyle Brown, Sam J. Cahn, Max Clayton, Aaron C. Finley, Paloma Garcia-Lee, Bahiyah Hibah, Ericka Hunter, Holly James, Reed Luplau, Jeigh Madjus, Morgan Marcell, Brandt Martinez, Jodi McFadden, Kevyn Morrow, Fred Odgaard, Khori Michelle Petinaud, and Benjamin Rivera.

Coming nearly at the end of this almost three-hour extravaganza, the Argentinian tango finally slides its way onto that stage. It was what I was holding my breath for, even though I had already seen the show in Boston and knew its placement. Like many moments throughout, one couldn’t help but wonder if this or that song had been dropped and replaced (I only consciously caught one omission, and one I was glad to see gone), but luckily that is not the case with Roxanne. She glides forward with a provocative rhythm and a sharp step, relieving me of my tension and thrilling my senses with its inventive and impressive staging.  Admittedly, there is disappointment that the heart pounding duet (see the film version here) became a much less dynamic solo for Tveit’s Christian to sing single handedly.  The growling Rojas has just the right roughness to make it roar, but he was cast backwards into the singular role of the skilled sly dancer with the equally magnificent Hurder at his side. It was one of the only pure and solid disappointments in an otherwise flawless staging.

The staged climax lacks cohesion when compared to the film, and the final deadly blow happens far too fast and without flair, giving us little to get teary-eyed about but the main course is as strong and sensual as you could have hoped for. So many added musical gems delight and amaze with their sparkle and slyness.  So hurry up, you delightful and decadent chickens, and get your tickets to Broadway’s newest sensation, before the gloriousness of this ridiculously fun and wise Moulin Rouge! is eaten all up by the masses starved for a piece of its dark deliciousness.

MOULIN_ROUGE_BROADWAY_6_24_19_01825
Karen Olivo as Satine and Aaron Tveit as Christian. Photos: © Matthew Murphy, 2019.

For more, go to frontmezzjunkies.com

My love for theater started when I first got involved in high school plays and children's theatre in London, Ontario, which led me—much to my mother’s chagrin—to study set design, directing, and arts administration at York University in Toronto. But rather than pursuing theater as a career (I did produce and design a wee bit), I became a self-proclaimed theater junkie and life-long supporter. I am not a writer by trade, but I hope to share my views and feelings about this amazing experience we are so lucky to be able to see here in NYC, and in my many trips to London, Enlgand, Chicago, Toronto, Washington, and beyond. Living in London, England from 1985 to 1986, NYC since 1994, and on my numerous theatrical obsessive trips to England, I've seen as much theater as I can possibly afford. I love seeing plays. I love seeing musicals. If I had to choose between a song or a dance, I'd always pick the song. Dance—especially ballet—is pretty and all, but it doesn’t excite me as, say, Sondheim lyrics. But that being said, the dancing in West Side Story is incredible! As it seems you all love a good list, here's two. FAVORITE MUSICALS (in no particular order): Sweeney Todd with Patti Lupone and Michael Cerveris in 2005. By far, my most favorite theatrical experience to date. Sunday in the Park with George with Jenna Russell (who made me sob hysterically each and every one of the three times I saw that production in England and here in NYC) in 2008 Spring Awakening with Jonathan Groff and Lea Michele in 2007 Hedwig and the Angry Inch (both off-Boadway in 1998 and on Broadway in 2014, with Neal Patrick Harris, but also with Michael C. Hall and John Cameron Mitchell, my first Hedwig and my last...so far), Next To Normal with Alice Ripley (who I wish I had seen in Side Show) in 2009 FAVORITE PLAYS (that’s more difficult—there have been so many and they are all so different): Angels in American, both on Broadway and off Lettice and Lovage with Dame Maggie Smith and Margaret Tyzack in 1987 Who's Afraid of Virginai Woolf with Tracy Letts and Amy Morton in 2012 Almost everything by Alan Ayckbourn, but especially Woman in Mind with Julia McKenzie in 1986 And to round out the five, maybe Proof with Mary Louise Parker in 2000. But ask me on a different day, and I might give you a different list. These are only ten theatre moments that I will remember for years to come, until I don’t have a memory anymore. There are many more that I didn't or couldn't remember, and I hope a tremendous number more to come. Thanks for reading. And remember: read, like, share, retweet, enjoy. For more go to frontmezzjunkies.com

Broadway

A Few Good Men Meets the Press: Michael Arden and Aaron Sorkin Return to the Truth

Published

on

There are certain lines that become so famous they almost swallow the work that created them. “You can’t handle the truth!” is one of them. Jack Nicholson’s explosive delivery as Colonel Nathan Jessep in the 1992 film A Few Good Men became part of the cultural vocabulary, quoted and parodied so often that it is easy to forget something rather important: before Hollywood got hold of it, A Few Good Men was a play.


Now Aaron Sorkin’s breakthrough work is returning to the stage, and at a recent press meet and greet, the company of Lincoln Center Theater’s new Broadway production gathered ahead of its first preview Thursday, October 8, at the Vivian Beaumont Theater.


The revival brings together an intriguing combination of generations.

Bradley Whitford

Bradley Whitford

Bradley Whitford

Bradley Whitford

Bradley Whitford takes on Colonel Jessep, the role forever associated on film with Nicholson

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth stars as Lt. Daniel Kaffee

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez plays Lt. Cdr. JoAnne Galloway.

Michael Arden

Michael Arden

They were joined by members of the company, Sorkin, director Michael Arden

Lear deBessonet

Lear deBessonet

and artistic director Lear deBessonet as the production offered its first real glimpse of what this A Few Good Men intends to be.

Aaron Sorkin, Michael Arden

Aaron Sorkin, Michael Arden

Arden seems considerably less interested in recreating an icon than in rediscovering a play.

Aaron Sorkin

Aaron Sorkin

Aaron Sorkin

Aaron Sorkin

That is precisely what makes this revival potentially fascinating. A Few Good Men premiered in 1989, when Sorkin was still in his twenties, before The West Wing, The Social Network, Steve Jobs and the unmistakable verbal rhythms that would eventually make “Sorkinesque” almost an adjective of its own. Sorkin has returned to the script himself for this production, revising and polishing the work and acknowledging that he considers himself a better writer today than the young man who originally wrote it.

Cast and Crew

Cast and Crew

There is something wonderfully audacious about that. Most writers would probably like to sneak back into their early work in the middle of the night with a red pencil. Sorkin actually gets to do it.

Bradley Whitford

Yet the essential conflict remains potent: a military courtroom, the death of a young Marine, questions of obedience and responsibility, and the dangerous territory between following an order and being morally accountable for carrying it out. The play asks who gets to define duty, where authority ends and individual conscience begins, and what happens when institutions protect themselves by demanding unquestioning loyalty from the people inside them.

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth

Tom Blyth

Those questions haven’t exactly grown quaint.

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez

Krysta Rodriguez

Arden, whose work as a director has repeatedly demonstrated an ability to approach familiar material without embalming it, is looking for new truths inside Sorkin’s text rather than treating the original production—or the enormously successful film—as sacred territory. That becomes particularly important with Whitford’s Jessep. Trying to reproduce Nicholson would be theatrical suicide. The far more interesting possibility is discovering another man entirely inside those words.

Bradley Whitford

Michael Arden, Bradley Whitford

Aaron Sorkin, Michael Arden, Bradley Whitford

Michael Arden, Bradley Whitford, Krysta Rodriguez

Whitford also arrives with his own long history inside Sorkin’s universe, most famously as Josh Lyman on The West Wing. There is an irresistible bit of theatrical symmetry in watching an actor so associated with delivering Sorkin’s language now inhabit one of the writer’s most formidable characters.

Aaron Sorkin

The company also promises to lean into something that sometimes gets lost beneath the courtroom fireworks: Sorkin can be extremely funny. His dialogue moves quickly because his characters think quickly, and humor frequently becomes both weapon and defense. Allowing that wit to breathe may help separate the stage production from the darker cinematic weight that has hung over the story for more than three decades.

Cast

At the meet and greet, what emerged was not a company attempting to compete with a beloved movie but one intent on reminding audiences that A Few Good Men was built for a room where actors and audience breathe together. A courtroom confrontation has a very different electricity when there is no camera deciding where we look.

Lear deBessonet, Aaron Sorkin, Bradley Whitford, Michael Arden, Krysta Rodriguez, Tom Blyth

Then there is that line. Everyone knows it is coming. That may be Whitford’s greatest challenge. How do you say five words that millions of people already hear in somebody else’s voice? The answer may lie in the philosophy behind the entire production: don’t try to erase what came before. Find the truth underneath it.

A Few Good Men begins previews Thursday, October 8, at Lincoln Center Theater’s Vivian Beaumont Theater and officially opens October 29.

More than thirty-five years after Sorkin first put these men and women in a courtroom, America already knows the line.

Now Michael Arden and his company get to ask whether we ever really understood the question.

Continue Reading

Broadway

Songbook Sundays: Life Is Kander and Ebb: When the Songbook Leaves You Wanting More

Published

on

There are few places better suited to celebrating John Kander and Fred Ebb than Dizzy’s Jazz Club. On Sunday, October 4, New York was misty beyond those magnificent windows, the room was filled with Kander and Ebb melodies, and, making the evening even more special, John Kander himself was sitting at the table directly behind me listening to his music come alive.

John Kander

Hosted and curated by Deborah Grace Winer, Songbook Sundays: Life Is Kander and Ebb brought together three very different vocalists—Karen Ziemba, Matthew Scott and Vanisha Gould—with music director and pianist Jon Weber, Mark McLean on drums, Jay Leonhart on bass and Sam Chess on trombone. The talent was unquestionable, the musicianship superb and the surroundings quintessentially New York.

Karen Ziemba

Yet I left wanting more as I know this songbook inside and out.

Vanisha Gould, Karen Ziemba, Matthew Scott Vanisha Gould

Not more talent. There was plenty of that. What I wanted was more Kander and Ebb.


Karen Ziemba opened with “Where You Are,” immediately reminding us why she has had such a remarkable career. Ziemba doesn’t merely sing a lyric; she understands what is underneath it. That quality served her particularly well throughout the show, whether she was having wicked fun with “Don’t Tell Mama,” finding the aching simplicity of “My Coloring Book,” or delivering “How Lucky Can You Get.” Kander and Ebb frequently wrote characters who perform one emotion while another one is quietly breaking through, and Ziemba knows exactly how to live in that contradiction.


Matthew Scott has a terrific voice coupled with genuine acting chops, something especially evident in “Not Every Day of the Week” and “Love and Love Alone.” When he arrived at “Theme from New York, New York,” he wisely didn’t try to compete with the ghosts surrounding one of the most recognizable songs ever written about this city. Instead, he found his own way into it, allowing us to hear the song rather than an imitation of the singers who made it famous.


Then there was Vanisha Gould, who possesses a fabulous smoky, growling voice that sounds as though it was made for the 1930s. There is something wonderfully lived-in about her sound, a little dangerous around the edges, and it gave “Funny Honey” and “All That Jazz” an entirely different texture. “Maybe This Time” allowed her to move beyond the sass and into the vulnerability underneath, where Kander and Ebb so often do their best work.


The musicians were every bit as important to the performance.


Weber knows how to support a singer without disappearing beneath one, and McLean, Leonhart and Chess gave the music the swing and bite it requires. “Sing Happy” put the band front and center, while


Leonhart—whose career has included playing for an extraordinary roster of great performers—stepped into the spotlight to deliver his own “Razzle Dazzle.” It was an irresistible reminder that sometimes the musicians have a few tricks of their own.


Ziemba and Scott joined forces for “But the World Goes ‘Round,” another quintessential Kander and Ebb song about continuing when life has other plans. “Cabaret,” naturally, also made its appearance, bringing us back to the musical that remains inseparable from the Kander and Ebb name.


Which brings me to the one thing that bothered me about an otherwise beautifully performed performance.

Jon Webber and John Kander

Perhaps having John Kander sitting directly behind me made me even more aware of the sheer size of the catalogue being celebrated. Here was one of the architects of American musical theatre, listening to songs from a collaboration that stretched across decades, and I kept thinking about everything we weren’t hearing.

Vanisha Gould, Karen Ziemba, Matthew Scott

There were three selections from Chicago and three from Cabaret, along with two each from Flora the Red Menace and New York, New York. They are terrific songs, certainly, and nobody is going to object to hearing them sung this well. But Kander and Ebb wrote so much more.

John Kander, Matthew Scott

Where was The Happy Time, Zorba, 70, Girls, 70, The Act, Woman of the Year, The Rink, Steel Pier, Curtains, or The Scottsboro Boys? There is an astonishing amount of material in that catalogue, including songs that deserve to be rediscovered rather than allowed to sit quietly in the shadow of “All That Jazz” and “Cabaret.”

That is particularly what I look for from something called Songbook Sundays. A songbook series has the opportunity not merely to celebrate the songs everybody already knows, but to open the book a little wider. Give us something we have forgotten or haven’t heard in years. Give a younger audience a song they didn’t know existed. Let us hear the journey of the writers, not simply their greatest hits.

Kander and Ebb were never just Chicago and Cabaret. Their partnership was far richer and stranger than that. They could be cynical and sentimental, sophisticated and vulgar, politically savage and heartbreakingly romantic. Again and again they wrote about people performing confidence while quietly falling apart underneath it. Their characters keep dancing, keep singing, keep putting on the makeup and facing the world because, as one of their greatest songs reminds us, the world goes ’round.

Maybe that’s why I wanted more.

What Winer gave us was beautifully sung and beautifully played. Ziemba remains a masterful interpreter, Scott impressed with both voice and dramatic instinct, and Gould made me want to hear much more from that wonderfully smoky voice. Weber and his musicians gave us sophistication, warmth and swing.

Outside those windows was a mist-covered New York, while inside sat John Kander himself listening to his songs. Really, how much more New York can you get? Except, of course, for a few more Kander and Ebb songs.

I enjoyed Life Is Kander and Ebb immensely. My complaint is actually a compliment: with a songbook this extraordinary, I didn’t want the afternoon to end with so many pages still unopened.

Continue Reading

Broadway

Ken Fallin’s Broadway: Matthew Morrison Is Just in Time for Another Broadway Encore

Published

on

Matthew Morrison returns to Broadway’s Just in Time on October 20, stepping back into the role of Bobby Darin at Circle in the Square for a limited three-week encore engagement.

Morrison previously took over the role last spring following Jonathan Groff’s departure, bringing his own considerable Broadway pedigree to Darin’s music and swagger. Now he is returning once again, following Jeremy Jordan, who plays his final performance on October 18 alongside Carrie St. Louis as Sandra Dee.

The return is an intriguing one because Just in Time has proven unusually adaptable to its succession of leading men. Groff, Morrison and Jordan are decidedly different performers, and rather than demanding an imitation of the actor who came before, the production allows Bobby Darin to shift with the man standing at the microphone. Morrison brings a particularly polished show-business quality to Darin—the confidence of someone who knows exactly how to work a Broadway house while making it look effortless.

Long before television audiences knew Morrison as Will Schuester on Glee, Broadway knew him. He made his Broadway debut in Footloose, originated Link Larkin in Hairspray, earned a Tony Award nomination for The Light in the Piazza, and later appeared in South Pacific and Finding Neverland. Darin gives him the opportunity to combine acting, vocals, movement and old-fashioned leading-man charisma in a role built around a performer who understood that entertaining an audience was an art unto itself.

Directed by Alex Timbers, Just in Time transforms Circle in the Square into an intimate nightclub, placing the audience inside Darin’s world rather than safely on the other side of a proscenium. With a live band and a score packed with “Beyond the Sea,” “Dream Lover,” “Splish Splash” and “Mack the Knife,” the musical traces Darin’s extraordinary career alongside the knowledge that a childhood illness had left him believing his life would be short.

That ticking clock gives the evening its energy. Darin wasn’t merely ambitious; he behaved as if time itself were chasing him. He wanted to sing, act, write, perform and conquer whatever room happened to be in front of him before the opportunity disappeared.

For Morrison, the return offers something Broadway performers rarely receive: the chance to come back to a role almost immediately and discover what else is inside it.

Sometimes the encore turns out to be just as interesting as the original engagement.

Do not miss Morrison on October 20, as he will once again be Just in Time.

Continue Reading

Broadway

School Girls; Or, The African Mean Girls Play: Being Made to Feel Ashamed of Your Skin Color

Published

on

I originally saw Jocelyn Bioh’s School Girls; Or, The African Mean Girls Play downtown at the Lucille Lortel in 2017. Nearly a decade later, now playing Broadway’s Samuel J. Friedman Theatre, the play remains wickedly funny, painfully recognizable and far more disturbing than its buoyant title initially suggests. If I were going to retitle it, I might call it Being Made to Feel Ashamed of Your Skin Color, because beneath the teenage rivalries, vicious jokes and beauty-pageant dreams lies something much darker: what happens to young girls when they are taught that the lighter their skin, the more beauty, opportunity and even love the world will make available to them.

Jordan Rice, Denée Benton, Nia Otchere-Sarfo, and Erin Morton Photo by Matthew Murphy

Set in 1986 at a girls’ boarding school in Ghana, the play revolves around Paulina (Denée Benton), the reigning queen bee who rules her little kingdom with a  highly manicured—sting. Paulina is cruel, calculating and manipulative, and Benton lets us know it almost before she speaks. Her entrance alone communicates that everyone else in the room understands exactly where she sits in the hierarchy. Best friend Ama (Lucia Aremu), the heavy set quiet Nana (Erin Morton), and cousins Mercy (Jordan Rice) and Gifty (Nia Otchere-Sarfo) orbit Paulina almost as a single organism, parroting her opinions, laughing when expected and carefully measuring the consequences of stepping outside the protection of the hive.

Jordan Rice, Nia Otchere-Sarfo, Lucia Aremu, Erin Morton and Denée Benton Photo by Matthew Murphy

Paulina has set her sights on becoming Miss Ghana and eventually reaching the Miss Universe stage, and she has constructed an elaborate version of herself to support the fantasy. She claims American relatives, invents a professional soccer-player boyfriend and judges everything from her friends’ food to their clothing with the authority of someone who desperately needs everyone else to believe that she belongs to a world she has never actually been allowed to enter. Then Ericka (Jasmine Amy Rogers) arrives.

Patina Miller Photo by Matthew Murphy

Ericka is American, beautiful, talented and, most importantly to the world Bioh is examining, fair-skinned. Almost instantly, Paulina’s friends are fascinated by her longer hair, American products and easy glamour. What begins as ordinary teenage curiosity becomes something much uglier when Eloise (Patina Miller), a former beauty queen recruiting a contestant for Miss Ghana, arrives looking for a girl with what she considers a more “universal and commercial look.” The euphemism barely disguises what everyone in the room understands: the closer a Black girl can come to a white ideal of beauty, the more acceptable she becomes.

Patina Miller and Heather Alicia Simms Photo by Matthew Murphy

This is where School Girls stops being merely a very funny play about teenage cruelty and reveals what that cruelty has been built upon. Paulina is absolutely a bully, and Bioh never pretends otherwise. But gradually we discover the architecture underneath her viciousness. She comes from poverty, has an absent father and has been allowed to remain at school largely through the intervention of Headmistress Francis (Heather Alicia Simms). Most devastatingly, Paulina has been using skin-bleaching creams in an attempt to make herself lighter causing extreme damage.

Denée Benton photo by Matthew Murphy

The moment when her damaged skin breaks and begins to bleed is horrifying precisely because we have spent so much of the evening laughing at her. Suddenly the armor splits open with the skin. Paulina hates what the world has told her she is, and because she has no idea where to put that hatred, she turns it outward. She attacks other girls before they can discover how frightened she is that she will never be beautiful enough, wealthy enough, sophisticated enough—or light enough—to receive what she desperately wants.

Lucia Aremu, Denée Benton, Erin Morton, Nia Otchere-Sarfo, Jasmine Amy Rogers, Jordan Rice iPhoto by Matthew Murphy

Benton is extraordinary in navigating that contradiction. She never asks us to excuse Paulina, but she makes it impossible simply to dismiss her. The cruelty remains cruelty, yet underneath it we can see the wounded child who learned that survival meant becoming the person with the power to wound first. Benton gives us both girls simultaneously, and that is what makes the performance hurt.

Denée Benton, Erin Morton, Lucia Aremu, Jasmine Amy Rogers, Nia Otchere-Sarfo, Jordan Rice, and Heather Alicia Simms Photo by Matthew Murphy

Rogers wisely refuses to make Ericka merely Paulina’s angelic opposite. Her openness and desire to connect initially make her seem everything Paulina is not, but Ericka possesses no more control over the circumstances that have elevated her than Paulina has over those that diminish her. She did not choose her American upbringing, her family or the color of her skin. Yet those things immediately become currency. When Eloise chooses Ericka to compete for Miss Ghana, the supposed victory becomes another kind of violation. Rogers understands that contradiction beautifully. Ericka ultimately leaves for the pageant in tears rather than triumph.

Erin Morton, Nia Otchere-Sarfo, Heather Alicia Simms, Jordan Rice, Lucia Aremu, Denée Benton Photo by Matthew Murphy

The ensemble is terrific. Aremu, Morton, Rice and Otchere-Sarfo make the girls wonderfully funny without turning them into caricatures, and their gradual separation from Paulina becomes one of the play’s quiet pleasures. Simms brings warmth and authority to Headmistress Francis, while Miller gives Eloise enough polish that the ugliness of what she represents becomes even sharper. Eloise does not have to announce that darker skin is undesirable. The system has already taught everyone the rules.

Two-time Tony nominee Whitney White directs with tremendous control, particularly over the play’s dangerous tonal shifts. For much of its approximately 80 minutes, School Girls is joyous, fast and enormously funny. White allows us to enjoy these girls before exposing what the world has taught them to do to one another. She can move us from laughter to discomfort, anger and heartbreak without making the play feel as if it has suddenly become something else. The darkness was there all along. We were simply having too much fun to notice it.

Then comes the ending.

The girls gather around the television to watch the Miss Universe pageant. Countries are announced. South Africa sends a white contestant. Ericka fails to make the semifinalists. Slowly, almost silently, the realization settles over Paulina and the other girls. They have fought, competed, lied, humiliated one another and tried to reshape themselves according to a standard that was never designed to include them in the first place. They are watching the women the world has declared its most beautiful and none of them look like these girls.

That is where Bioh leaves us, and it physically hurts. All the adolescent warfare suddenly seems heartbreakingly small beside the machinery that created it. Paulina believed Ericka was her enemy. Ericka briefly became the chosen one. Eloise believed she understood what the marketplace wanted. Yet ultimately they are all negotiating with the same question: What happens to a girl when the world teaches her that the face and skin she was born with stand between her and being loved, admired or chosen?

School Girls; Or, The African Mean Girls Play has lost none of its sting even after nearly ten years after I first saw it. If anything, it lands harder because beneath all that laughter is a truth we still have not managed to leave behind.

School Girls; Or, The African Mean Girls Play is must-see theatre and plays at the Samuel J. Friedman Theatre through November 15.

Continue Reading

Art

Live From The Hotel Edison Times Square Chronicles Presents About Face With Caricaturist Ken Fallin

Published

on

Live From The Hotel Edison Times Square Chronicles Presents, is filmed from the Hotel Edison and is a podcast extension of T2C. We are back after a small hiatus.

Today owner Suzanna Bowling talks with with Caricaturist Ken Fallin and his new book About Face. Fallin’s big break was in 1983 doing the posters and advertising for the popular satirical revue Forbidden Broadway. In 1987, he was commissioned by the Boston Herald to do a celebrity caricature every week in the Sunday arts and entertainment section. Fallin has illustrated roughly 500 notable people for the Wall Street Journal, including President Barack Obama, Paul Newman and Tim Russert for Peggy Noonan’s memorial of the newsman in the paper.

The Fabulous Ken Fallin

His Forbidden Broadway posters promoted the show in London, Tokyo and Sydney. Outside of entertainment, Fallin developed relationships with corporate clientele, particularly American Express, which engaged him on several national media campaigns as well as private work. Belvedere Vodka hired him to turn famous icons like the Playboy Bunny and Quentin Tarantino into bottles of the alcohol. Other clients have included HBO, Showtime and Walt Disney Productions.

Ken Fallin in Shubert Alley

His new book About Face is a distinctive art and cultural publication that brings together a broad collection of caricatures celebrating notable figures from entertainment, music, Broadway, Hollywood, and contemporary popular culture. Through expressive artwork and recognizable subjects, the book captures the personalities and visual character of individuals who have made an impact on audiences across different generations. The collection reflects the author’s ability to transform familiar faces into engaging artistic interpretations while maintaining recognizable characteristics. With its combination of artistic expression, cultural familiarity, and entertainment value, ABOUT FACE offers readers more than a traditional collection of drawings. It presents a visual journey through the personalities and cultural figures that have shaped entertainment and public life.

Join Ken Fallin on October 7th at New World Stages, 340 W 50th St, from 5 – 7 for the unveiling of his art with a wine and cheese soiree. You have been invited.

I am so grateful to Ken Fallin for his conversation, his joy of life and his art that captures the imagination.

We are so proud because the show and our guests are featured on the TV screens in the lobby and the hotel rooms.

Rommel Gopez, Ken Fallin, Suzanna Bowling

Thank-you Magda Katz for videoing and creating the content to go live, Rommel Gopez and The Hotel Edison for their kindness and hospitality, Broadway HD and Dr K and at 200 West 54th Street for giving me back my health and my smile.

We have been named by Variety Entertainment News as one of Summer’s Best Picks in the category of Best Television, Radio, Podcasts. The company we are in, has made us so humbled, grateful and motivated to continue.

“The Daily Geek Report” named host Suzanna Bowling on the list of Most Engaging Hosts.

You can catch us on the following platforms:

Pandora

Stitcher

Spotify:

Amazon:

Apple Podcasts:

Continue Reading
Advertisement

Trending

Copyright © 2023 Times Square Chronicles

Times Square Chronicles