Drowsy chaperone broadway production8/8/2023 ![]() ![]() In their synchronized vaudevillian movements, these lads recall - for those who know their trivia - Teddy Hart and Jimmy Savo in the original cast of The Boys From Syracuse. All are equal to but not better than Garth Kravits and Jason Kravits as two thugs impersonating pastry chefs. So you won’t find preferences expressed here for Leavel over Engel, or Hibbert over Eddie Korbich (as the hero’s best man), or Danny Burstein (as the lothario Adolpho) over Johnson. The creators have structured their intermissionless, 85-minute whopper so adroitly that everyone in the ensemble gets an opportunity to sparkle in the spotlight (lighting design by Ken Billington and Brian Monahan). The most rousing of these is probably Janet’s “Show Off,” in which, while changing from one Gregg Barnes costume to another, the glamoricious Foster displays such chirping-and-terping skill that she eclipses her own delightful turns in Thoroughly Modern Millie and Little Women. While mocking the musical comedy formula, the Drowsy Chaperone crew supplies laugh upon laugh and clever number after clever number, some of which will knock your eyes out. ![]() Others float and flit through, notably Janet’s drowsy (read “drunk”) chaperone (Beth Leavel) Tottendale (Georgia Engel), owner of the home where the nuptials are to be held, has only the vaguest idea of what’s happening, although her proper butler, Underling (Edward Hibbert), keeps conscientious tabs on the proceedings. It’s also threatened by Broadway producer Feldzieg (Lenny Wolpe), who’s worried about losing his star and certainly doesn’t want to replace her with his bimbo girlfriend, Kitty (Jennifer Smith). In The Drowsy Chaperone, the planned wedding of Broadway star Janet Van De Graaff (Sutton Foster) and playboy Robert Martin (Troy Britton Johnson) is threatened by an inane plot twist. They were like this one, but without the ironic edge. The best new musical of the season has arrived, and it ought to keep audiences smiling, laughing, and clapping their mitts off for some time to come - even folks who have only the faintest understanding of what ’20s musicals were like. ![]() They’re songwriters Lisa Lambert and Greg Morrison, librettists Bob Martin (who also gives an award-winning performance as Man in Chair) and Don McKellar, director-choreographer Casey Nicholaw, and an ensemble of performers so accomplished that you want to jump in the air and click your heels. During the past 10 years alone, we’ve had Urinetown: The Musical, The Producers, Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, The Musical of Musicals, Spamalot and, all of which have sent up musical comedy conventions to one extent or another.īy now, we should be worn out by the subject, shouldn’t we? Lucky for us, an extremely talented group has gamboled into town with a new musical about musicals. ![]() Here we have yet another musical about musicals, enterprises so numerous we now have words for them: “metamusicals” and “self-referential musicals.” The notion of perpetrating such a production is about as fresh as Sunday’s bagels - from a Sunday in, say, 1948, when Carol Channing and her Lend an Ear colleagues spoofed Jazz-Age songfests in that show’s “Gladiola Girl” sketch. Quick as you can say “Fred and Adele Astaire,” David Gallo’s ingenious sets partly transform the drab dwelling into what is meant to be the various gilded rooms and frou-frou garden of a Long Island mansion. Instantly, the show materializes in the fellow’s high-ceilinged Manhattan apartment with its gated windows. Just after The Drowsy Chaperone begins, the musical comedy-loving narrator identified in the program as Man in Chair (Bob Martin) plays what is supposedly the original cast recording of a fictional ’20s tuner called The Drowsy Chaperone. ![]()
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