Review-Gypsy (7.14.07)

Gypsy (Saturday, 7.14.07)
New York City Center, New York, NY

By: Jule Styne (music), Stephen Sondheim (lyrics), Arthur Laurents (book), Jerome Robbins (original direction and choreography), Arthur Laurents (direction)

Starring: Patti LuPone (Rose), Boyd Gaines (Herbie), Laura Benanti (Louise), Leigh Ann Larkin (June), Tony Yazbeck (Tulsa), Marilyn Caskey (Electra), Alison Fraser (Tessie Tura), Nancy Opel (Mazeppa)

The premise of the new musical series at City Center is to give actors a chance to play the roles they were “born to play.” If ever there seemed to be an actor born to play a role, it is Patti LuPone in the role of Mama Rose in Gypsy. If this is the kind of result that we can expect from the City Center's new series, then we are in for a real treat. Because LuPone is here, boys, and boy does she tackle Mama Rose with gusto. We always knew that LuPone had the pipes to sing the signature songs, but performance is more than just belting a few tunes – she wraps herself around each lyric, note and line. It almost doesn’t matter who is on stage with her – if this Mama wants something, she gets it.

And yet, what is remarkable about her performance is that LuPone shows remarkable emotional nuance. In fact, this Mama Rose is Rose on the edge – her pathology is just a symptom of her emotional fragility, her regret at having been unable to do something she wanted to do, and her desperation to make her daughters in her own image. If Merman brought gusto and Peters brought sexiness, then this Mama Rose brings it all. Her breakdown in Rose’s Turn is not only powerful, it is emotionally raw. And remarkable to listen to and watch.

Given LuPone's powerhouse performance, it almost doesn't matter what else is going on around her. But in this case, it doesn’t hurt that there are also some other terrific performers to help her tell the story. Boyd Gaines, the multi-Tony Award-winning actor who has demonstrated tremendous range in both dramas and musicals, manages to match LuPone note for note. Gaines sings well, but mostly it is his acting presence as the doormat that is Herbie that is of note. When Gaines lashes out and leaves, it is a truly powerful moment, and I have never seen another actor bring quite such focused emotional power to the role of Herbie.

As Louise, Laura Benanti gives a mixed performance that shows the difficulty of having play a character over years during a formative period. Benanti is clearly too old to play the young tomboy that is Louise – she looks ridiculous in her pigtails, and sitting through “Little Lamb” – always a weak number anyway – is dreadful and painful. So it comes as great relief when Benanti is finally able to shed her pants, put on a dress, and strip. As a stripper and an adult woman, she is completely believable -- stunning in fact -- and her “transformation” such as it were is thus absolutely lovely. But it just takes her a long time to get there, and I wished to be a little less enthusiastic about when she "arrives" as a burlesque queen.

The other standouts are the stripping trio, Marilyn Caskey, Alison Fraser and Nancy Opel as Electra, Tessie Tura and Mazeppa. The three are hilarious, and what I especially appreciated was that their performances were not typical. The three are absolutely sensational, employing subtlety as much as relying on the witty lyrics and outrageous costumes. They are terrific.

The point of the City Center’s series is to give actors a chance to play roles, both because it pairs the actors with the show, and also because it involves relatively limited runs that permit the actors to commit for the entire run of a show – something that is not always possible with a full-scale Broadway production. The downside to this, of course, is that the production values of the "full-scale" productions are greatly diminished. Here, Arthur Laurents' direction of the production is, commensurate with the series' purposes, quite thin. He clearly relies on prior gimmicks from previous productions, and otherwise simply lets the actors do what they will. He hasn’t so much directed the production as presented it, and as a result it comes across as rather stilted. Similarly, the other production values are passable, but unmemorable, from the spare and rickety sets to the unflattering costumes. Thought it seems unlikely, I have to admit it would be interesting to see LuPone and company tackle a real, full scale production. LuPone's performance here certainly has -- and should -- spark the interest for it.

Review-Company (7.1.07)

Company (Sunday, July 1, 2007, 3 p.m.)
Barrymore Theatre, New York, NY

By: Stephen Sondheim (music, lyrics), George Furth (book), John Doyle (direction)

Starring: Raul Esparza (Robert), Barbara Walsh (Joanne), Keith Buterbaugh (Harry), Matt Castle (Peter), Robert Cunningham (Paul), Angel Desai (Marta), Kelly Jeanne Grant (Kathy), Kristin Huffman (Sarah), Amy Justman (Susan), Heather Laws (Amy), Leenya Rideout (Jenny), Fred Rose (David), Bruce Sabath (Larry), Elizabeth Stanley (April)

It is difficult to comprehend why this production of Company did not catch on. It is brilliantly theatrical, innovative, humorous, passionate, and boasts some of the most stunning performances of the season. The production is anchored by an absolutely brilliant star turn, but is also supported with a fine company of supporting players, many of them making their Broadway debuts. And the music – it is an absolutely amazing score, and it couldn’t be sung better. There is so much that just seems right about Broadway when sitting through this, the final performance of one of the most brilliant productions to reach Broadway in years, and to my mind the finest of the season.

Given that this was the final performance, the sell-out audience was extremely enthusiastic. When Raul Esparza first walked on to the stage, there was thunderous applause. Indeed, there was thunderous applause at many points throughout the show, and several numbers, even those that are ordinarily well-received, were recognized with sustained breaks. It was a love-fest all around, and there was something particularly touching about witnessing the outpouring of affection by this audience for the cast.

But this recognition and applause was not gratuitous, it was earned, not just by the past seven months of performances (often to half-empty houses), but rather through an absolutely fine performance that captured every possible nuance and inflection in the overlooked book. Every line, every word, every note seemed to pop and glisten. And every supporting player seemed to be “on.”

I have always felt that notwithstanding that this show centers around Bobby, it requires an absolute stellar supporting cast to make it work. Bobby’s life is not about him, it is about his existence among his friends. Here is where I think this production excels above all others – it’s cast is uniformly excellent without drawing the focus of attention away from Bobby. It is all the more impressive because the actors play the instruments (and play it well) – but even without Doyle’s gimick, I believe this cast was absolutely perfect. It is difficult to single out individuals members of the company, but certainly Heather Laws, Kristin Huffman, Elizabeth Stanley, and Keith Buterbaugh have some of the more memorable moments, but, really, each and every actor is brilliant. Barbara Walsh – her deadpan timing and her amazing ability to reveal her vulnerabilities through a facade – is sensational, and she tore up the theatre with her rendition of “The Ladies Who Lunch.” And what delightful performances by Elizabeth Stanley, Angel Desai, and Kelly Jeanne Grant.

Of course, it is difficult to say more about Raul Esparza, who delivers the performance that now must be regarded as defining the role of Bobby. Esparza is handsome and charismatic, and yet he somehow recedes into the background. His Bobby is a true observer, yet because of his presence, everyone still wants to include him. And yet even when he is observing, he is the focus of our thoughts. And, of course, when he opens his mouth and delivers that throaty baritone, well, it just doesn’t get much better than that. He manages to make “Marry Me A Little” work in the context of the show, and “Being Alive” is simply explosive and cathartic. The spontaneous standing ovation after “Being Alive” felt like a natural culmination of all the years that the character of Bobby has gone through, and that Esparza no doubt went through with the role.

Everything about this Company glistens, and it’s the rare theatrical experience about which I will probably talk for the rest of my life. Particularly after seeing the staid production of Grey Gardens playing just a block away, this Company was a welcome theatrical relief. Every theatre-goer who was able to witness it live should be thankful. This is what live theatre is all about, and this is why we love it. Add 'em up Bobby.