Nice Work If You Can Get It or Crazy-For-You Lite

Nice Work If You Can Get It
Imperial Theatre
Thursday, Feb 7, 7pm

Seriously, can we please set-up a statute of limitation for the use of “Someone To Watch Over Me” in a Broadway show?  At least another 50 years, please?  Sure, it’s a classic, but the Gershwins did write other love songs, ya’ know.

Sorry, rant over.  Anyway – why “Crazy-For-You” Lite?  Well, unlike Crazy For You, this little Gershwin bauble isn’t based on an existing Gershwin show, but created from scratch by looting the Gershwin catalogue and throwing together what is supposed to be a capricious tale of a millionaire playboy and a tomboy bootlegger.  It’s apparently “based on material” by Guy Bolton and P.G.Wodehouse, whatever that means, since it was nominated for Best NEW Musical at the 2012 Tony Awards.

It’s also not quite as funny, the book writing isn’t nearly as tight, the songs aren’t integrated quite as well and the production numbers aren’t nearly as clever or exciting as its predecessor.

So I hated it, right?  Well, not exactly.  How can you hate a Gershwin score or the delightful (if miscast) Kelli O’Hara? 

Director/choreographer Kathleen Marshall doesn’t quite provide the needed pace and manic energy a musical farce requires.   And a 1920s musical without a single tap number?  Sacrilege!

Some of the blame can also be thrown at book writer Joe DiPietro, who does provide some solid laughs, but whose many one-liners are hit-and-miss.

I loves me some Kelli O’Hara, but she’s not quite tomboyish enough for my taste, though her singing is sublime (as usual).  She also shows a knack for whacky physical comedy in her hilarious take on “Treat Me Rough.”  Who knew?

Ferris Bueller…er, I mean, Matthew Broderick, is appealing, if a bit too stoic as playboy, Jimmy.  His intentionally underplayed characterization is an interesting choice, but one wonders why so many gals have fallen under the spell of this schlumpy, personality-free mama’s boy.

Standouts for me were the secondary couple, Robyn Hurder and Chris Sullivan (Jeannie and Duke).  Her ditzy blonde and his loveable goofball have the only real onstage chemistry.

Judy Kaye and Blythe Danner are fun, but wasted in small supporting roles.   And the costumer should be sentenced to community service at Easy Pickins for putting Ms. Danner in that unflattering black flapper dress.

If Ms. Marshall had choreographed the entire show with the same sense of frothy fun she found staging “Delishious” (spoiler alert: the ensemble spilling clown-car-like from the tiny bathtub), the show might have risen above the limitations of the book.

Oh well, just bring on a revival of Crazy For You!