NEW YORK — If it weren’t for all the tuxedos, the Broadway opening of Mel Brooks’ “The Producers” could have passed for a Hollywood premiere: the curbside crush of screaming fans (“Sarah Jessica!” “Glenn!” “Alec!” “Demi!” Demi?), the limo-access-only drive (aka West 44th Street) and all those L.A. agents schmoozing in the lobby (did the CAA offices suddenly move East?). Brooks proclaimed it “a dream. I’ve always wanted to have a show on Broadway.”
In true movie-star fashion, the funniest man alive visited his own fete at Roseland so briefly no photog or reporter happened to notice.
More high-profile, “Producers” star Nathan Lane entered with a phalanx of bodyguards and publicity people.
And so it fell to co-star Matthew Broderick and his “Sex and the City” wife Sarah Jessica Parker to meet and greet and soak up all the wattage. (Judging by the curtain-call applause-meter, Nat and Mat could tie for that best-actor Tony in June.)
With or without Mel, the 12 producers of “The Producers” went into ecstasy mode at Roseland, which is a place that knows its ecstasy. “We’re the pretty girl at the dance!” exclaimed SFX’s Scott Zeiger.
Even Broadway producers who had no stake in the tuner (sob!) had to relate to a show that paid homage to their profession, albeit its criminal element.
“I also sing when I raise money,” said Randall Wreghitt.
“What’s that line in the show about Broadway producers?” asked Elizabeth Williams, trying to recall the Mel Brooks zinger “I cheat, I steal, I schtupp old ladies.” Williams paraphrased, “Make that ‘old men.’ ”
Michael David could definitely relate. “They’re moving targets,” he said of the characters Max Bialystock and Leo Bloom. “They’re subject to ridicule, just as we are.”