Newsies
Newsies is very
slick. It’s basically full of faux-soul. As much as I didn’t like the music in Once, it’s stands as a stark contrast to
the over-produced, paint-by-numbers, mass market sheen of Newsies.
I’m not saying Newsies,
directed by Jeff Calhoun (Bonnie & Clyde) is bad. It isn’t. It’s fun enough and Christopher Gattelli’s
Tony-nominated, acrobatic choreography is thoroughly impressive. (Hell, full on
song-and-dance numbers in a new Broadway musical are impressive in this day and
age.) But there isn’t much character to Newsies.
Just lots and lots of Disney perma-smiles.
Based on the 1992 film flop turned cult favorite (which
famously starred a young – and singing – Christian Bale), Newsies tells the story of a group of rag-tag newsboys – they sell
the “papes” – that took on Joseph Pulitzer and fought for children’s rights.
It’s certainly still relevant today, though this is Disney so don’t expect much
in the way of a socio-economic dissertation.
Luckily, though, we have a pretty game cast. Andrew
Keenan-Bolger (brother of Peter and the Starcatcher’s Celia) is absolutely adorable as Crutchie, the lame newsboy
with the can-do spirit. Kara Lindsay makes a splash in her Broadway debut. Really,
though, the ensemble – maybe the hardest working on Broadway right now –
deserves much of the credit. They tirelessly bound, tumble, jump and flip
across the stage. The act two opener, “King of New York” is taptastic. It’s no
“Anything Goes,” but damn it if Lindsay and the ensemble aren’t trying their
hardest to entertain. It’s a great big fun song and dance number, a great
thrill for an audience member.
It’s not so much that he can’t sing; it’s that he lacks a
powerful range. Whatever the male equivalent of a “belt” is, Jordan doesn’t
have it. (He does, however, sound better than he did in Bonnie & Clyde.) Whenever he goes for the loud, strong, sustained note, he sounds
terribly strained. When the notes are shorter and more in his comfort zone, he
sounds nice. It’s a voice for recording, maybe, but not for a Broadway leading
man.
The book, by Harvey Fierstein, is kind of tired, with
telegraphed and totally predictable jokes. And the score, with music by Alan
Menken and lyrics by Jack Feldman, is catchy but not noteworthy.
Still, this is a show that was never “supposed” to come to
Broadway. It was written for licensing and touring, but the smash success it
had at the Paper Mill Playhouse prior to the Broadway run made it destined for
the Rialto. And that’s okay. It’s great for its original purposes, but it’s
also good because, like Spider-Man,
it will get kids – and especially boys – into a theatre and possibly into
performing.
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