| Issue #38, December 14th, 2006 |
review: high fidelity...by gordin & christiano
Nothing much happens in the new Broadway
musical High Fidelity, but the enthusiastic cast works hard trying
to convince us otherwise. They dance with athletic bounce and deliver
the not so bad pop and rock tunes with committed zest, but the evening
directed by Walter Bobbie fails to engage and is most notable as
an exercise in what not to do.
In bringing High Fidelity (based
on the Stephen Frears 2000 successful film of the same name that
was itself adapted from Nick Hornby’s 1996 novel) to the stage,
the producers of the mega hit musical Rent have latched onto a smart
idea; turn the romantic comedy into a rock musical about hip young
urban adults. In an obvious attempt to capitalize on the success
of Rent, they have put together a high profile team of talent that
seems to have missed the point of the source material.
The book by David Lindsay-Abaire,
chronicles a tale about a young man Rob (Will Chase), who loses
his girl, Laura (Jenn Colella) and then gets her back. This adheres
closely to the original novel, but the characters haven’t
been fleshed out. There is no inherent struggle to change and you
wonder why they get back together in the end. Rob is an unsympathetic
lout who appears to sabotage his chances, but still Laura takes
him back. In the film, Rob, played by John Cusack, was obnoxious,
but underneath there was an endearing realness that made you like
him anyway, so you understood her attraction to him. On Broadway,
Laura is underwritten and neither character evolves in any way.
There are no complexities to their relationship, and we learn little
of the dynamics that bind them.
Laura leaves Rob because he was unfaithful;
they sleep with other people and then reunite, but why? If Abair
intended the story as a comment on the inability to break free of
sexual addiction, I guess he makes a point. I believe, however,
this is a love story with charm and we need to become involved with
the characters as they wrestle their internal demons and ultimately
learn to adapt. This is fertile territory that could be layered
with dichotomy and nuance, especially considering our society’s
dysfunctional concepts of love. Nothing happens in Abair’s
account to validate their reunion, and their journey is non-existent.
These characters appear to feel nothing except when they break into
song in vain attempt to prove otherwise.
Another problem that further distances
us from the action is the lack of chemistry between the two leads.
Will Chase has a likable quality, but his performance is one noted.
Jenn Colella is lovely to look at, but displays little charm or
quirky humor leaving us to wonder just what draws Rob to her.
The rock music by Tom Kitt is laced
with heavy metal chords, which give it a manic intensity. The rhyming
lyrics by Amanda Green are unfortunately rather corny and often
startlingly vulgar in an attempt to be hip. There are, however,
a few amusing numbers.
The very funny “I Slept With
Someone” is the evening’s highlight. The leads have
both just had sex with other people and they are reflecting on their
conquests in a witty duet. The song is beautifully staged by Mr.
Bobbie on a whimsical set that is a marvel as it flips intricately
to simultaneously reveal two separate bedrooms.
The vigorous choreography by Christopher
Gattelli is punctuated with lively kicks and jumps, but it suffers
with an animated vigor that keeps the evening in the same one-track
mode.
The set by Anna Louizos, although
decidedly tacky, makes arresting shifts that fold and shift with
impressive ease to accommodate swift changes from the Rob’s
apartment, to his record store, to a club, to the street and even
to an upstairs apartment bedroom. However, when you leave the theatre
thinking the set was the best part of the evening, something is
dreadfully wrong.
High Fidelity opened at the Imperial
Theatre, 249 West 45th Street between Broadway and Eighth Avenue,
on December 7, 2006. For tickets call (212) 239-6200 or visit the
box office.
Barry Gordin and Patrick Christiano
are theatre critics. Barry Gordin is an internationally renowned
photographer. They can be reached at bg6@verizon.net.
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