"Moulin Rouge! The Musical": Ooh La La!

Karen Olivo & Aaron Tveit in "Moulin Rouge! The Musical"
(photo: Matthew Murphy)

Anticipation was huge from the first announcement that Boston's beloved Colonial Theater, saved from conversion to a student cafeteria, would be totally refurbished and restored to its well-deserved brilliance. The news was coupled with an announcement that its first tenant would be the world premiere of a stage musical production of Moulin Rouge!, based on the 2001 Baz Luhrmann movie that was nominated for Best Picture that year. Mounting a full scale revision would be an enormous challenge, and was preceded by much hoopla and dire predictions that it would never work, considering the source material that was an over-the-top but enjoyable mess.

Danny Burstein in "Moulin Rouge! The Musical"
(photo: Matthew Murphy)

Hoopla La La, the naysayers may rest in peace. Moulin Rouge! The Musical has made the transition from screen to stage with much of its facets (including its titular exclamation point) intact, and quite a few pleasant surprises. As impresario Harold Zidler (Danny Burstein) declares at the start, “Welcome bohemians and aristocrats, boulevardiers and mademoiselles to the Moulin Rouge”, and a spectacular sextravaganza it is. Visually stunning, emotionally stirring and shamelessly entertaining, this is a theatrical marvel that had most of its rapt audience smiling from ear to ear for close to three hours. It's an absolute revelation of what the term sui generis means, a truly one-of-a-kind eccentricity that defies categorization, as though one were witnessing Cirque du Soleil on speed. It's an old cliché but never a truer promise that you have never seen anything quite like it.

After a twenty-minute ingeniously choreographed ( by a wizard named Sonya Tayeh) opener, chock full of allusions to songs of all stripes, we're introduced to American composer Christian (Aaron Tveit) who commences via flashback to tell the story of his arrival in Paris where he finds his one true love, the chanteuse Satine (Karen Olivo), and his encounter with new-found friends struggling painter Toulouse-Lautrec (Sahr Ngaujah) and dancer/gigolo Santiago (Ricky Rojas) and his current squeeze Nini (Robyn Hurder). Those familiar with the film will recall the sinister role of the Duke of Monroth (Tam Mutu) who is also infatuated with Satine and has the money to buy the whole of Moulin Rouge including its star performer. There are several indications along the way that prepare us for what can only be an unhappy end, as Satine's health becomes more and more conspicuously consumptive. There is still so much to take in with all of its visual splendor that we are all just that, taken in.

Karen Olivo, Tam Mutu & Company in "Moulin Rouge! The Musical"
(photo: Matthew Murphy)

Not a few in the audience had their own terminal cases of the “whoop whoops” so prevalent in theater today (and one might snipe at the snippets of songs), but one may easily ignore their robotic ecstasy in favor of one's own enjoyment of a display of talent that is almost overwhelming. Olivo (a Tony winner for “West Side Story”), with not one but two dazzling entrances, is breathtaking, and Tveit (first seen in these parts at North Shore Music Theatre's 2007 “Three Musketeers”) is equally magnetic. Burstein has never been better (and as a six time Tony nominee, this just may be his time), supremely in character even when in darkness. Ngaujah (Tony winner for his title role in Fela!), portrays effectively a suggestion of disability and a heart and soul on full display. Rojas and Hurder provide an seductively amusing subplot and some scorching numbers. There's a dynamo of a trio in Jacqueline B. Arnold, Holly James and Jeigh Madjus. And then there is the entire ensemble of triple-threat singers who can also dance and act, under the complex but eternally focused Direction by Alex Timbers.

Aaron Tveit, Sahr Ngaujah & Ricky Rojas in "Moulin Rouge! The Musical"
(photo: Matthew Murphy)

On a par with the sublime performances are the creative contributions, much of it tongue-in-cheek. While one can't hum the sets, one can surely extol the Scenic Design by Derek McLane. Charming one with its spectacle and its whimsy (as in its amusing depiction of an artist's garret a la Luhrmann's La Boheme, right down to the “L'Amour” neon sign), this is one hell of an eye-opener (as Satine ironically notes about her gaudily opulent elephantine apartment: “it's subtle, I know, but it amuses me”). The Book by John Logan isn't what one would call complicated, but it's overflowing with characters who know how to crack wise. The Music Supervision by Justin Levine is fabulously intricate work. The Lighting Design by Justin Townsend and Sound Design by Peter Hylenski are extraordinary as well. But it's the Costumes by multiple Tony winner Catherine Zuber that may well endure as the production's most unforgettable experience, in sheer numbers, gorgeousness and jaw-dropping awe.
At the end of the show several characters encapsulate what the Moulin Rouge has always meant to them: Truth, Beauty, Freedom, Love. Come to think of it, that could just as aptly be applied, in addition to Moulin Rouge! The Musical, to the joy of theater.


Tanglewood Trio: Mostly from Russia with Love

Ken-David Masur & Kirill Gerstein at Tanglewood
(photo: Hilary Scott)

The Boston Symphony at Tanglewood has been offering a cornucopia of musical treats every weekend all summer long, and none was more fitting and pleasurable than the one just past, which included something for just about any and all tastes in a memorable triduum. It offered not only masterful musicianship but a reminder of a day when the arts from Russia overshadowed political chicanery. The first day of the triduum focused on works by three disparate composers, from Glinka's audience-pleasing 1842 Overture to Ruslan and Ludmila to Rachmaninoff's 1901 Piano Concerto #2 to a complete rendering of Stravinsky's 1910 Firebird, all under the direction of Conductor Ken-David Masur and featuring pianist Kirill Gerstein. The Glinka brought back fond memories of the Sarah Caldwell production of the opera (with unforgettable scenic design by Senn and Pond that was composed of black lacquered boxes with paintings of the titular couple) many years ago presented by her long-defunct opera company. The Stravinsky ballet seems almost tame today, but in its day was a shocker. It remains unusual even for contemporary ears, with its use of no fewer than three harps, and at one point an impossibly low note from an instrument (a tuba) that sounded like a wind instrument breaking wind. Both pieces were extraordinarily well performed (and conducted by Masur), but the hit of the the evening (with several well-deserved bows) was the central piece, the Rachmaninoff, where Gerstein's astonishing pianistic precision and energy was matched by the conductor's lively, baton-less and fully engaged leading of what might have been a mere old war horse but seemed fresh and new. It should be noted that this was one in a series of “Underscore Fridays” wherein a member of the orchestra (in this case English horn player Robert Sheena) explained the role an instrument plays in the playing of a particular piece.

The second program of the triduum presented an appropriate Bernstein Songfest. The full title of the piece is Songfest, a cycle of American poems for Six Singers and Orchestra, an ambitious 1977 work by Bernstein consisting of twelve settings of thirteen American poems, performed by six singers in solos, duets, a trio and three sextets. Intended as a tribute to the 1976 Bicentennial, he didn't finish it on time. Its first complete performance was given a year later by the National Symphony Orchestra (conducted by the composer himself) on October 11, 1977, at Washington's Kennedy Center (though by then some portions had been already performed in other venues). On July 4, 1985, Bernstein conducted a nationally televised performance of Songfest as part of the National Symphony's annual holiday concert. The soloists for the current Tanglewood performance were soprano Nadine Sierra, mezzo-soprano Isabel Leonard, mezzo-soprano Kelley O'Connor, tenor Nicholas Phan, baritone Elliot Madore and bass-baritone Eric Owens. The poems included a sextet "To the Poem" (Frank O'Hara), a baritone solo “Pennycandystore Beyond the El" (Lawrence Ferlinghetti), a soprano solo “A Julia de Burgos" (Julia de Burgos), a bass-baritone solo "To What You Said" (Walt Whitman), a duet of "I, Too, Sing America" (Langston Hughes)/"Okay 'Negroes' " (June Jordan), the trio “To My Dear and Loving Husband" (AnneBradstreet), another duet “Storyette H. M.” (Gertrude Stein), another sextet “If you can't eat you got to" (e.e. Cummings). Also in the cycle were another solo "Music I Heard with You" (Conrad Aiken), still another solo "Zizi's Lament" (Gregory Corso) as well as one last solo "What Lips My Lips Have Kissed" (Edna St. Vincent Millay) and a final sextet "Israfel" (Edgar Allan Poe). The work is, in this crtic's estimation, an acquired taste, though the Walt Whitman source is of interest historically given its clearly homosexual content. It was followed by a performance of Sibelus' 1902 Symphony No. 2, which Bernstein conducted at Tanglewood in 1986, just four years before his death. After its deceptively somber beginning, this too is an audience-pleaser, at many points sounding as though the composer was winding down, only to top himself with yet another build-up to a triumphant MGM blockbuster ending. It was exceedingly well conducted and performed.

Joshua Bell & Dima Slobodeniouk at Tanglewood
(photo: Hilary Scott)
The third day of the triduum consisted of three works, under Conductor Dima Slobodeniouk, including Borodin's Polovtsian Dances from the opera Prince Igor (completed in 1890 three years after his death, by Rimsky-Korsakov and Glazunov), Henryk Wieniawski's 1862Violin Concerto No.2 with violinist Joshua Bell, and Prokofiev's 1945 Symphony No.5. The piece by Borodin (whose day job was as a chemist) was a fine way to start off a summer's afternoon, with its intended resonance for theater buffs to the later score of the Broadway musical Kismet (with no fewer than three hit songs, “Stranger in Paradise”, “Not Since Nineveh”, and “This Is My Beloved”). The violin concerto, the Polish composer Wieniawski's best known work, is a soloist's dream tour de force. Written in 1870 when he was only thirty-five at the close of his tenure as Court Violinist in St. Petersburg, and selflessly dedicated to his contemporary in Spain, Sarasate, is an astonishing improvement on his first and lesser-known concerto. Rather than showy pyrotechnics, the expressive entrance of the violinist is marked dolce ma sotto voce, though it is more than a merely splendid melodic solo entrance, followed by impressive rhythms that eventually lead into a finale sometimes appears on concert programing as a separate, stand-alone piece, “gypsy style”, considered, as the program notes, a minor masterpiece of romantic literature. It's right up Bell's alley, and he didn't disappoint, and that goes for his brief encore from John Corigliano's score for the film Red Violin, which Bell noted he had performed in the shed twenty years prior. Bell still plays with literally full-bodied gusto. The orchestra's final offering of the program, Prokofiev's Symphony No.5, a work that has much to convey in a relatively brief forty-five minutes or so. Written in 1944, this Ukrainian's best-known symphonic composition is in four somewhat unified movements, the first with some unexpected melodic turns that are frequently recognizable as Prokofiev. Its main theme is expressed right away, first with flutes and bassoons, then with the strings, subsequently with flute and oboe to develop its second theme. There follows a scherzo with clarinet and violins. An adagio provides a dramatic middle section, with the finale echoing the first movement leading to a cheerful and energetic end. And it is noteworthy that the score was hand-written on paper from a store on Boylston Street in Boston; the original currently resides in the main branch of the Boston Public Library.

The Bernstein recognition will continue for the balance of the summer, ending with what promises to be a truly spectacular Bernstein Centennial Celebration at Tanglewood with a host of conductors from Nelsons to Eschenbach to Lockheart to Tilson Thomas and Williams, all with historical ties to the BSO and Tanglewood. The performers will include Audra McDonald, Midori, Yo-Yo Ma, cellist Kian Soltani, Nadine Sierra, Susan Graham, Isabel Leonard, Thomas Hampson, Jessica Vosk and Tony Yazbeck, with the Tanglewood Festival Chorus. As previously queried: what greater tribute could one ask for in this Year of Lennie?


Goodspeed's "Oliver!": Feud, Glorious Feud!

Gavin Swartz (The Artful Dodger) & Elijah Rayman (Oliver) in "Oliver!"
(photo: Diane Sobolewski)

The stage musical version of Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist is infrequently produced these days, in large part because of the challenge of casting young actors. After all, the well-known story from Dickens' original novel features two different British social worlds engaged in feuding against one another for the life and soul of the titular orphan and involves a good number of workhouse young boys with two lead roles that are essential to the tale. When the London stage production debuted in 1960 in London, and two years later on Broadway, then in an Oscar-winning filmed version, the success of all these versions depended heavily on the charisma of the actors portraying the characters of Oliver and the Artful Dodger. Goodspeed Musicals in East Haddam, Connecticut has miraculously managed to discover two gems, namely Elijah Rayman (Oliver) and Gavin Swartz (the Artful Dodger), who together provide the foundation for a production that can only be described as virtually flawless, it surely deserves the exclamatory title, Oliver!.

Gavin Swartz (The Artful Dodger) & EJ Zimmerman (Nancy) & Cast in "Oliver!"
(photo: Diane Sobolewski)

As crucial as these two actors are, any version of this musical further requires versatile singing, dancing and acting performers in the roles of the conniving yet captivating “receiver” Fagin (Donald Corren), the heartbreaking Nancy (EJ Zimmerman) who can belt the show's best rousing songs as well as a thrilling torch song or two, the inherently and unredeemably evil Bill Sikes (Brandon Andrus), and the hilariously hypocritical workhouse owners, the Bumbles (Richard R. Henry and Joy Hermalyn). They are, individually as well as collectively, about as professionally perfect as one could hope for, and that includes the entire ensemble. Rarely has one encountered such a capable Oliver as Rayman (often played by actors outside their range) or a more mesmerizing Artful Dodger as Swartz (arguably the show's best-written and here best-performed role). One can only marvel at how the company found all these pros. But wait, there's more.

Elijah Rayman (Oliver) & Richard Henry (Mr. Bumble) in "Oliver!"
(photo: Diane Sobolewski)

That professional level goes for the creative team as well, especially with regard to the work of Director Rob Ruggiero (in his eleventh season with Goodspeed), who so impressed in the past with such productions as Rags, Fiddler on the Roof, La Cage aux Folles and The Most Happy Fella; there simply is no one on the planet so imaginative and focused as a musical stage helmer. Along with the stupendous Scenic Design by Michael Schweikardt and wondrous Costume Design by Alejo Vietti, terrific Lighting Design by John Lasiter and effective Sound Design by Jay Hilton, there is the marvelous Musical Direction by Michael O'Flaherty, fluid Choreography by James Gray and, at the core of the work, the triple threat contribution by the musical's creator Lionel Bart, who wrote the Book, Music and Lyrics (a feat perhaps only Frank Loessor or Meredith Wilson could so perfectly match). Not only was Bart true to Dickensian themes, his work was respected by Ruggiero with this tight rendition, with a helpful mimed visual to start the show, and the sight of a determined Fagin to end it, as opposed to the medley of reprised songs usually provided.

Donald Corren as Fagin in "Oliver!'
(photo: Diane Sobolewski)

And oh, that score!  From the show's opener, Food, Glorious Food (with this production's sole flaw, the need for better ensemble diction) to Oliver's poignant plea Where Is Love? to Dodger's show-stopping Consider Yourself, to Nancy's As Long As He Needs Me and Oom-Pah-Pah, and Fagin's “eleven o'clock number”, Reviewing the Situation, it's chock full of unforgettable musical pieces. The score's sources range from the traditional British music hall to complex counterpoint sung a cappella, every song character-driven. Even Nancy's fate (with its abusive aspects) is here tempered by her strength and redeeming choices in the end.

As is equally true in Dickens' seminal source, everything about a successful Oliver! demonstrates precisely how character-driven this work is at every level. Storytelling in theater simply doesn't get any better than this. Period. Full stop. And do by all means make a full stop at Goodspeed Musicals (already extended through September 13th) for this quintessential example of musical theater at its best, and, in the tradition of past exclamation-pointed shows (think Oklahoma!, Hello, Dolly! and the like) it's totally Broadway-ready.


Glimmerglass at Cooperstown: Home Runs

Alice Busch Opera House
(photo: Glimmerglass Festival)

The contrast between the comic opera The Barber of Seville and the sobering opera Silent Night, both presented this past weekend as part of this year's season of the Glimmerglass Opera Festival, could not have been more pronounced. Yet it was a stunning demonstration of how each of these profoundly disparate operas may serve as a reminder of how the medium of opera can inspire in so many different ways, especially in the hands of brilliant directors. Though Cooperstown may perhaps be more famous for its Baseball Hall of Fame one could argue that it is equally renowned, at least among music lovers, for its annual Opera festival, since its founding in 1975. This year is no exception.

The Cast of "The Barber of Seville"
(photo: Karli Cadel)

In the more familiar work, with its lively music by Gioachino Rossini and hysterical libretto by Cesare Sterbini, this version of Barber was imagination on speed, a virtually flawless romp with a plethora of truly funny comic touches, a non-stop cornucopia of visual treats. The direction, by the company's Artistic and General Director Francesca Zambello, was nothing less than astounding. If you think you've seen every possible production of this war horse, think again. It's rare that a much beloved work receives such a unified and original approach. This is reflected by the Costume Designer Lynly Saunders, Lighting Designer Robert Wierzel, Choreography by Olivia Barbieri, and perhaps especially Scenic Designer John Conklin (who gives a whole new depth to the term “two-dimension” (not to be revealed here). But the old saying correctly admonishes that you can't hum the scenery; it remained for the orchestra (under the magical touch of Conductor Joseph Colaneri) and cast to solidify all the stage business with musical and vocal precision. For all its apparent simplicity and ease, this is a challenging piece to perform, and the musicians both in the pit and on the stage didn't fail to deliver.

Joshua Hopkins as Figaro in "The Barber of Seville"
(photo: Glimmerglass Opera)
The story is well-known enough to dispense with a synopsis, other than to note that it all revolves around the character of Rosina (here superbly played and sung by Emily D'Angelo), the almost universal object of affection of virtually everyone on stage, who is the ward of Dr. Bartolo (a true gem both in his acting and singing, Dale Travis). Count Almaviva (the wonderful David Walton), aided by Figaro (the hysterically comic Joshua Hopkins), is another suitor. The rest of the cast include Rosina's music teacher Basilio (the able Timothy Bruno), the maid Berta (Alexandria Shiner, with a lovely voice even in this relatively minor role), and the characters of Fiorello (Ben Schaefer), an Officer (Maxwell Levy) and Figaro's Assistant (Rock Lasky). And there's not a clinker in the bunch. One almost-spoiler: keep a lookout for how one character (the maid Berta) gives a clever new meaning to the term “disappearing into the scenery”.

The Cast of "Silent Night"
(photo: Glimmerglass Opera)

There's no likelihood of anyone's disappearing into the scenery in the company's compelling production of Silent Night. The stark yet versatile style visually captures one's attention from the first moments of this startling contemporary work, complemented by yet another example of an ingenious director (Tomer Zvulun). Based on a film by the same name, the operatic version was first performed in 2011. Its Composer Kevin Puts won the Pulitzer Prize for this, his debut opera; the Libretto by Mark Campbell (who impressed last season in Boston Lyric Opera's production of his Mr. Burke and Mr. Hare) is his third Pulitzer. It's easy to hear why, especially as led by Conductor Nicole Paiement. The music is lovely, melodic, and complex, and the story is enthralling.

There are three stories, actually, taking place on a World War I Belgian battlefield on Christmas morning (in 1914): two famed German opera stars, also lovers (Arnold Livingston Geis as Sprink and Mary Evelyn Hangley as Anna), first separated, reunite for a command performance at a German officer's chalet nearby; the two Scottish Dale brothers, Jonathan (Christian Sanders) and William (Maxwell Levy), and their local parish priest (Wm. Clay Thompson), all enlist; and French Lieutenant Audebert (Michael Miller) also enlists though his wife is pregnant, and is given coffee by his aide-de-camp Ponchel (Conor McDonald). There ensues a brief truce, first as a respite for the holiday, then extended in order to bury the dead. Peace reigns ever so briefly, inevitably, as war must be resumed.

The Cast of "Silent Night"
(photo: Glimmerglass Opera)

Or must it? Consider Audebert's aria “j'ai perdu ta photo”:
I lost your photo...
I don't need a photo
To see you.
I close my eyes
And you are there...
I will finish this tomorrow.

Or, equally poignant, consider Anna's aria “Irgendwo, irgendwann”:
And then in your grave.
Our story will end
Like all the others.
Unless we do something about it.
We must do something about it.
I will find a way.

This version is blessed with a cast of astonishingly terrific singer/actors, especially those singled out by name above, and a creative team that has captured war in its most heartrending aspects, with lovers who are divided, brothers who are separated in the extreme sense, and an absurd death of a unfortunate soldier in the wrong place in the wrong time in the wrong uniform. A word about those uniforms: though they are historically accurate, Costume Designer Victoria Tzykun has noted that she designs not costumes but characters. The scenery by Erhard Rom is an inspired choice to illustrate the triple nature of the conflict, and the Lighting Design by Robert Wierzel echoes this approach.

In the end, with obvious resonance for the irrational times we live in, there are no winners, only losers, except one; war is the sole winner.


Tanglewood: Calm and Balm in the Berkshires

Conductor Moritz Gnann and Pianist Paul Lewis at Tanglewood
(photo: Hilary Scott)

If the current politically hot season (which seems endless of late) is getting you down, a trip to the Berkshires and the summer home of the Boston Symphony Orchestra at Tanglewood may be just what your therapist (who's probably on vacation anyway) might have ordered. When the headlines abound with disturbing news at home and abroad, one antidote sure to restore your flagging spirits is to resist via the arts, which have always managed to provide restoration as well as response to the turmoil. On a warm summer's night, that was indisputably provided by the BSO's triple play of Wagner, Mozart and Schumann.

Rest assured that even with these heavyweights on offer, the balm and calm quotient was well provided, in that the pieces chosen were (for these composers, anyway) atypically light and refreshing, beginning with Siegfried Idyll, with Wagner at his most approachable and beloved. One doesn't have to be a classical music scholar to discern that this work was first and foremost a labor of love, even if one isn't familiar with its history, which is undeniably charming. Its first performance was on Christmas morning in 1870 as a birthday present from Wagner to his wife after the birth of his only son. As a curtain raiser, it perfectly set the mood for what was to follow.

From a century earlier, the Mozart choice was his Piano Concerto No. 27 in B-flat, which was first performed in 1791, and was first performed by the BSO (at Tanglewood, no less) in 1963. Though often referred to as “autumnal” (including in this performance's program notes) it was a wise choice to continue the night's thematic purpose, as its melodious expression was again indicative of the power of music to move and inspire. It's Mozart at his most direct and simple, even sublime. Beautifully led by Moritz Gnann (now completing his third season as the BSO's assistant conductor), as was the whole program, this piece was enhanced by the remarkable playing of pianist Paul Lewis, who next month will be commencing a multi-year survey at Tanglewood in works for the piano by Haydn, Beethoven and Brahms. He managed to enhance the effect of the piece precisely by deemphasizing more virtuosic technical displays, proving that often less is more. If this performance was any indication, this should be a fascinating project indeed.

The third and last piece, Shumann's Symphony No. 3 in E-flat, Opus 97, a much more positive work than the composer is famous for, accounting for its common subtitle, the “Rhenish” Symphony, with its warmth and colorful imagery of the Rhine River. Though the composer never attributed the name, it's clearly appropriate with its easily applicable pictures of the flow of the mighty river, especially when juxtaposed with compositions created during his more melancholy and unstable periods. It's atypical even in its format, with a total of five movements rather than four.

As noted, it was a pluperfect presentation of music that fit the occasion and the season. But it is by no means the last. Coming weekend programs will include Glinka's overture to his opera Ruslan and Ludmila, Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No.2 and the complete Stravinsky Firebird; a Bernstein Songfest that will feature Nadine Sierra, Isabel Leonard, Kelley O'Connor, Nicholas Phan, Elliot Madore and Eric Owens, and Wieniawski's Violin Concerto No.2 with Joshual Bell; and a spectacular Bernstein Centennial Celebration with a host of conductors and performers including Audra McDonald, Midori, Yo-Yo Ma, cellist Kian Soltani, Nadine Sierra, Susan Graham, Isabel Leonard, and Thomas Hampson. What greater tribute could one ask for in this Year of Lennie?



"Man of la Mancha": Idealism in the Error of Trump

As previously noted in a review of a recent regional production of Man of La Mancha , for theatergoers who were fortunate enough to attend productions of this 1959 “musical play” on Broadway, or one or more of its four New York revivals in 1972, 1977, 1992, or 2002, this show remains a beloved memory. Based on the 1965 novel Don Quixote (written between 1605 and 1615) as well as other works by Miguel de Cervantes, it was nominated for seven Tony Awards, winning five (including Best Musical). It had first seen the light of day as a non-musical teleplay by Dale Wasserman in 1959, later adapted by him for the musical stage (at Goodspeed Opera House, also the original home of Annie), with Music by Mitch Leigh and Lyrics by Joe Darion. It was Wasserman's ingenious move to portray the eccentric title character in a play-within-a-play-within a play, a tribute to the historical fact that Cervantes himself, a contemporary of Shakespeare, was not primarily a poet but first and foremost a playwright and actor on the road with his own little troupe. This “musical play” reflected the idealistic hopes of the time, becoming known primarily for its best song, The Quest , also known as The Impossible Dream (especially among Red Sox fans in 1967). It was also acknowledged as providing one of the rare Broadway musical male lead roles, along with the likes of Tevye and Harold Hill. It survived its being made into an almost completely forgettable film in 1972 starring Peter O'Toole and Sophia Loren, neither of whom could carry a tune in the proverbial bucket (only O'Toole was dubbed). The question for modern audiences is this: does it still speak to them as it celebrates idealism and hope, in a more cynical age? And what of the line (which obviously has quite a different connotation today): "facts are the enemy of truth"?
Alas, the question remains unanswered, at least with Americana Theatre's current production, featuring a trial by the Spanish Inquisition (1478). One who had never seen a production of this show could be forgiven for not grasping the logic of the plot (and at times it is intrinsically illogical), with a weirdly unsettling sound that preceded the performance, consisting of water dripping that suggested Chinese water torture. At least in this production (as opposed to those other regional versions) the cast consisted of excellent actors in singing roles that were within their comfort zones. It also followed the explicit instructions by the librettist that Cervantes appear to grow old and gaunt (applying makeup and beard as he assumes the title role). But then there is playwright Wasserman's note that “the play is performed without intermission”, which, as with most versions lately, was ignored, leading to the breaking of tension. Interrupting the natural flow of the original text fails to grasp and/or convey the fundamental message of the piece, a message we could all use in these uncertain times.

Once again these actors save the day, (as they did with last season's “Lucky Stiff”, a comparatively inferior work). Most notable was Bethany Lauren James as Aldonza, the whore who evolves into Dulcenea, the “noble lady” chosen by the knight-errant Don Quixote (Scott Wahle, who grew into the role despite technical sound issues). She becomes his sole convert, displaying the power the play should possess. Other standouts were Ruben Navarro as Sancho Panza and Derek G. Martin (also the show's choreographer) as the Padre. The creative team included Director Dr. Michael Kirkland, Music Director Nancy Sparklin, Scene Designer David Friday, Lighting Director Heather M. Crocker, Costume Designer Brian Kenerson and Sound Designer Gary Sjolin.

This was another demonstration of the breadth and depth of this company, as cast members contributed additional creative input. One would be wrong, however, to mistake this as an indication of a Mickey-and-Judy putting-on-a-show effort. It's a well coordinated ensemble effort that's worth seeing and a revelation of what this company is capable of producing.