Tuesday, September 30, 2008

review of *Oklahoma* at the Civic

I was humming the melodies three days before I saw the show. The Civic’s production of Oklahoma! (through Oct. 26) hadn’t even premiered, and yet the coffee at breakfast already had me singing “Oh, what a beautiful mornin’.” The tunes of Richard Rodgers and the words of Oscar Hammerstein can have that kind of effect on musical theater freaks. (And sometimes, even on abnormal people.)
Director Kathie Doyle-Lipe’s production doesn’t deliver any new insights, but it has enough energy and prettiness to maintain the show’s longstanding theatrical tradition — visually, vocally and emotionally.
For a scenic equivalent to Ronald Reagan’s 40-years-later “morning in America,” you can’t beat the opening tableau: Aunt Eller (Jean Hardie) taking the time to savor her morning chores, accompanied by set and lighting designer Peter Hardie’s clever simulation of sunrise, with that little orb twinkling on the horizon at first and then gaining in height and brilliance.
Then, of course, comes Curly’s famous offstage voice, filled with optimism. Adam Peterson exemplifies “all-American” in the role: barrel-chested and assertive, friendly and full of imagination. He’s not the most demonstrative cowhand you’ve ever seen — his acting out of the fantasy’s details in “Surrey With the Fringe on Top” seemed restrained — but Peterson has endearing mannerisms and a yearning voice.
As Laurey, Alyssa Day is especially good at conveying love-longing and disappointment in romance. The show’s simplistic psychology has couples setting obvious traps of jealousy for one another, but at least Day can flit from dependence to defiance in a twinkling.
The ensemble’s acting is effective, with Jean Hardie bellowing her false outrage over pictures of a “hussy!” and running the second-act auction like a queen bee. Thomas Heppler’s Persian peddler does delightful slow burns and comic double-takes. Emily Cleveland doesn’t overplay Ado Annie, turning her into a caricature of unbridled desire; instead, Cleveland shows us Annie’s life-force and simple curiosity. Shawn Hudson may not present the creepiest or darkest Jud you’ve ever seen, but his powerful singing in the show’s least memorable song, “Lonely Room” — along with his athletic ability — present a complete characterization. As Will Parker, Cameron Lewis pulls off tap routines even while wearing cowboy boots; his courtship of Annie veers toward the cartoonish, but his dancing skills energize the show. And Peter Hardie appears in front of his own set with a raspy-voiced Andrew Carnes who regards his daughter Annie as a possession no goll-durned suitor is gonna trifle with.
Doyle-Lipe obtains high-voltage energy from the company in the big crowd scenes and adds some nice comic flourishes, like the gang of cowpokes lowering themselves in unison just to catch a glimpse of a naughty French postcard. But her real strength — choreography — comes to the fore in Laurey’s nightmare dream sequence, with its lurid lighting caressing the oddly angled limbs of the saloon girls as cowboys sit astride chairs and leer. All the asymmetrical movements reinforce Laurey’s imbalance: The wrong, brutal guy shows up at the altar with her, and the victims of all this psychic carnage are dragged off on chairs like wounded soldiers in a battle.

For the conclusion to this review, two photos and more, check out Thursday's Inlander.

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At October 15, 2008 12:46 AM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I found the show to be decent, but forgetable. The choreography was a standout, especially in the usually tedious dream ballet, but it seems Lipe should have focused more on her directing. Many scenes lacked any emotional punch and characters were deprived of their important moments. The leads seemed to fade into the scenery as the supporting players took over the show. You could never take your eyes off of Cameron Lewis whenever he was on stage and the scenes with he and Tommy Hepler were priceless. Sean Hudson's Judd may not be the most intimidating ever presented, but he really tapped into the derranged character and compensated in abundance with his penetrating glare and soft-spoken intensity. These performances will be remembered...the show, however will not.


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