THEATRE REVIEW:
“SWEET CHARITY” at
Sledgehammer Theatre
KPBS AIRDATE: NOVEMBER 25, 1998
Never
in 13 years has the word ‘sweet’ been uttered in the same breath as
‘Sledgehammer.’ The
testosterone-drenched theatrical Bad Boys have repeatedly been maligned for
misogyny. But now, new hormones are
raging. Estrogen has taken center
stage, as the balance of power shifts to the distaff side. Women are getting big billing -- directing,
choreographing and starring in Sledgehammer’s latest show... “Sweet
Charity.”
Okay,
it wasn’t a totally sweet story to begin with.
Charity Hope Valentine is sort of a whore-with-a-heart-of-gold, an
open-hearted dance-hall hostess who still believes that love conquers all. She hangs out with a bunch of pretty tough
broads and sells her time (though, she insists, not her body) to the first
taker, highest bidder, or anyone who pays any attention to her whatsoever. As produced by Sledgehammer Theatre, in association
with Eveoke Dance theatre, the award-winning musical is darker than it was in
1966, and grittier even than its original inspiration, the 1957 Fellini film,
“Nights of Cabiria.” These girls, and
their dance moves, are a lot sleazier as propelled by Gina Angelique than by
the late director/choreographer Bob Fosse.
And that’s what makes it fun... but still, despite proud protestations,
hardly feminist.
These
are rugged and formidable women to be sure, but their lives and their
livelihood are at the behest of men. At
the end, Charity stumbles on, eternally hopeful, but you can hardly say she’s
in control of her life or her relationships with men. Okay, so once we get the lame attempts at political correctness
and feminist doctrine out of the way, we can discuss this thoroughly delightful,
but generally pretty straightforward production of a zesty, high-spirited
musical. It isn’t the Sledgehammer,
in-your-face approach to musicals -- no matter what the theater’s press
releases say -- but it’s one helluva good time.
Director
Kirsten Brandt, still glowing from last year’s spectacular “Demonology” at
Sledge, has hit the jackpot again. She
has a wonderful way with actors, with wit and with sarcasm, and she’s superbly
teamed with Angelique, whose racy, raunchy moves are just perfect for the piece.
The
action doesn’t really take off till the knockout number, “Big Spender.”
MUSIC:
“Big Spender”
All
the full-cast production numbers are great -- ebullient and exuberant, thanks
to Angelique’s dancers and her choreography, and a vocally powerful cast of 19,
backed by a rousing, energetic sextet, especially strong on brass. The strength of the chorus numbers also
underscores some of the weaknesses of Cy Coleman’s score, in spite of Dorothy
Fields’ ever-so-clever lyrics and a generally humorous book by Neil Simon. But there are real musical clunkers here,
like the title song, and odd choices by the musical and vocal directors that
virtually buried potential showstoppers.
For instance, “I’m a Brass Band,” written as the rousing 11 o’clock
number, makes absolutely no sense a capella.
But
these are mere quibbles. The verve and
enthusiasm carry this show, as does Julie Jacob’s bangup job in the title
role. The adorably agile Jacobs
actually moves and acts better than she sings, especially in her throaty alto
range. But she’s 100% charming, and a
delicious match for G. Linus Weiss, who makes Oscar, the shleppy, neurotic
accountant, into a real flesh-and-blood character unfortunately made to perform
a totally out-of-character act at the end.
All the Fan Dango Dance-hall girls are great, with standout performances
by Angela Evans and Michelle Lamb. The
design work provides excellent support, and Stacey Roth outdoes herself with
the costumes, which have the same tacky wit as the rest of the production.
All
in all, this is a mammoth and expensive undertaking for Sledgehammer
Theatre. From a tiny little,
site-specific, avant-garde experiment, the company has come into its own -- and
also unequivocally into the mainstream.
The gender balance is changing, but the energy is still electric.
MUSIC, under and out, “Overture”
I’m
Pat Launer, KPBS radio.
©1998 Patté Productions
Inc.