Motown the Musical
Book by Berry Gordy, music and lyrics from the Motown catalog; directed
by Charles Randolph-Wright
Performances began March 11, 2013
Lunt-Fontanne Theatre, 205 West 46th Street, New York, NY
motownthemusical.com
Jekyll and Hyde
Music by Frank Wildhorn, book and lyrics by Leslie Bricusse; directed
by Jeff Calhoun
Performances began April 5, 2013
Marquis Theatre, 1535 Broadway, New York, NY
jekyllandhydemusical.com
The Supremes (with Velisia LeKae, center, as Diana Ross) in Motown the Musical (photo: Joan Marcus) |
Berry Gordy’s is certainly a true
American success story—black man from Detroit builds musical empire at a time
of intense racial strife—but Motown the Musical misses a golden
opportunity to give it theatrical sizzle.
Using Gordy’s rags-to-riches journey
as its framework, Motown the Musical
is the latest Broadway show with a pre-loaded jukebox of hit songs: that Gordy’s
is richer than Abba’s, Green Day’s or ‘80s hair-metal bands doesn’t make the
show a success, just marginally better.
You know you’re in for dramatic
shortcuts galore at the opening battle of bands between the Four Tops and the Temptations.
The rest of Motown follows suit; with
its storyline sequences mere detours from the reason everyone is there: to hear
recreated classics by the Supremes, Smokey Robinson, Marvin Gaye, the Jackson 5,
Stevie Wonder, etc. If Gordy’s self-pitying story—he’s basically a well-meaning
guy who becomes ruthless when he needs to play the showbiz game—isn’t absorbing
onstage, blame book writer Gordy and director Charles Randolph-Wright, who err
on the side of caution, falling back on their gold mine of 60—60!!—original
Motown tunes, counting the negligible new ones penned by Gordy himself.
The overlong 2-hour, 40-minute
musical is most entertaining when Charl Brown’s Smokey, Valisia LeKae’s Diana,
Bryan Terrell Clark’s Marvin and little Raymond Luke’s Michael Jackson (he
alternates with Jibreel Mawry) do their onstage best to musically approximate
those superstars. But although we hear welcome bits of classics like “I Hear a
Symphony,” “I Heard It Through the Grapevine” and “ABC,” we also hear Stevie
Wonder’s crass “Happy Birthday” in honor of Martin Luther King and Marvin Gaye’s
“What’s Going On,” to pointlessly underline that Gordy was worked his magic
during a time of tumultuous social upheaval.
At least the songs draw attention
away from the platitudinous dialogue and a plot in which not one character—not even
Gordy, despite Brandon Victor Dixon’s heroic effort in the lead—escapes being a
stick figure. Motown would work handily
as a revue, shorn of Gordy’s story.
Maroulis and Cox in Jekyll & Hyde (photo: Chris Bennion) |
Frank Wildhorn’s many Broadway
flops equal his many Broadway shows, but a cult audience of diehards ensures continuing
returns, no matter how diminished. Last season’s failure, Bonnie & Clyde, was graced with Laura Osnes, but no such luck
with the revival of his least floppy show, Jekyll & Hyde.
The problem is that, despite
Wildhorn and lyricist-book writer Leslie Bricusse adapting a sure-fire
property—Robert Louis Stevenson’s gothic tale of Good vs. Evil—the result is woefully
pedestrian. Bricusse’s book distills the story to its banality, which also describes
his lyrics (sample: “Still I pray every day/that Henry may find his way”).
Wildhorn’s imitation rock music adds mind-numbing sameness to the insipid wordplay;
the composer seems incapable of penning a memorable tune, and his score is
amped up to the point of being a loud, disjointed mess.
For his well-paced revival, director
Jeff Calhoun heavily relies on Tobin Ost’s ingenious sets and costumes and Jeff
Croiter’s magisterial lighting, all of which savvily balance reality and illusion.
The pacing only lags whenever another Wildhorn song is shoehorned in, which happily
happens less often in the quicker paced second act.
Teal Wicks is a golden-voiced
Emma, Jekyll’s fiancée; Richard White makes Emma’s respectable father sympathetic;
and Laird Mackintosh does yeoman’s work as Jekyll’s faithful friend Utterson.
As Lucy, the prostitute who becomes the link between Dr. Jekyll and his
diabolical creation, ‘90s pop singer Deborah Cox shows off a powerhouse set of pipes,
especially in the show’s most enjoyable tune, a Cabaret ripoff called “Bring On the Men.”
Constantine Maroulis, the American Idol alum playing the title
characters, also has the chops to belt out Wildhorn’s noisiest songs, like the would-be
hit “It Takes a Moment.” If Cox and Maroulis are too intense for such flimsy
material, they give the fleeting impression that Jekyll & Hyde is more than mere musical bombast.
Motown the Musical
Book by Berry Gordy, music and lyrics from the Motown catalog; directed
by Charles Randolph-Wright
Performances began March 11, 2013
Lunt-Fontanne Theatre, 205 West 46th Street, New York, NY
motownthemusical.com
Jekyll and Hyde
Music by Frank Wildhorn, book and lyrics by Leslie Bricusse; directed
by Jeff Calhoun
Performances began April 5, 2013
Marquis Theatre, 1535 Broadway, New York, NY
jekyllandhydemusical.com
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