“David, Don’t Fly Lufthansa” features Kearney and Donna Cherry as a slovenly housewife and soap opera queen, respectively, who battle over the fate of a male soap star. The only laughs come from Kearney’s adept ability at uttering well-timed profanity. Featuring Barbara Niles as an overweight prom queen contestant, “Prom Queen” and “We’ve Arrived” offer simplistic views of the insecurities a group of middle-aged classmates face at the prospect of attending their high school class reunion.
As an opera singer attempting to make it in the world of rhythm and blues, Tonya Dixon practically chews up the scenery in an effort to make “Divas at Motown” into something but the concept is pitifully unworkable. The absolute low moment of the first act, however, is its closing number, “The Real Thing,” wherein the whole company collaborates in manipulating those icons of pre-adolescents, Barbie and Ken, into a series of Kama Sutra-like positions for no understandable reason whatsoever.
The second act is better. Michelle Callahan’s poignant “I Read Too Much” is a sad portrait of an insecure woman who tries to find the answers to life in an endless perusal of self-help books. She finally realizes that “the one that makes sense to me is the last one I read.” Niles leads the company in “Hello Nancy,” a touching plea to the First Ladies of America to help today’s woman attain the empowerment they deserve but lack.
Unfortunately, it is all down hill from there. This time Diane Vincent assumes the opera star mantle but her “Divas at Nashville” are no more successful than they were in Detroit. Rounding out the list of misses are “Rambi,” a mind-numbing focus on the environment and the meandering second act closer, “God Is an Alien,” which thankfully sucks the whole production up into the ozone.