Review: ‘A Chorus Line’

Step, kick, kick, leap, kick, touch ... again. The touring "A Chorus Line" carefully respects and duplicates the trappings -- if not always the tone -- of Michael Bennett's long-running, award-winning backstager in which 17 auditioning Broadway gypsies expose themselves (psychologically) to win a chance to dance.

Step, kick, kick, leap, kick, touch … again. The touring “A Chorus Line” carefully respects and duplicates the trappings — if not always the tone — of Michael Bennett’s long-running, award-winning backstager in which 17 auditioning Broadway gypsies expose themselves (psychologically) to win a chance to dance. The yeoman efforts of Bob Avian, 1975 co-choreographer and current helmer, introduce the groundbreaking staging to a new generation without disturbing the memories of those who reveled in its original incarnation.

Sources of the tuner’s appeal remain undimmed: Bennett’s ceaselessly fluid amalgam of past and present; Marvin Hamlisch and Ed Kleban’s serviceably snappy numbers; the bitter anecdotes and uproarious one-liners James Kirkwood and Nicholas Dante culled from Bennett’s original mid-1970s tell-all workshops. Insight into dancers’ unique lifestyles generates interest, while details of their difficult adolescence and dreams achieved or deferred create empathy.

And then there’s the dancing: not just the fully staged numbers (there are surprisingly few) but the individually expressive steps wordlessly revealing character — who’s stiff and who’s limber; who’s picking up combinations quickly and who’s adding something attention-getting. Every company member can echo the triumphant lyric “God, I’m a dancer!,” the group fully realizing Bennett’s trademark complex movement engaging both mind and eye.

Puzzlingly, they show a shocking lack of deference to Zach (Michael Gruber), the helmer who controls their fate. Diana (Gabrielle Ruiz) and Bobby (Ian Liberto) are outright rude when asked to open up, and the retort of imperious Sheila (Emily Fletcher) to the casting of four boys and four girls — “Need any women?” — is snarky rather than brave. When Zach snaps at her, we expect her bravado will slip as she wonders whether she’s blown it, yet Fletcher remains serenely defiant.

Whatever the reason — are scary director-choreographers in the Bennett/Robbins/Fosse mode beyond cast’s ken? — they may sing “I really need this job” but their manner too often says otherwise. This attitude significantly reduces the stakes and suspense: If they aren’t on tenterhooks, how can we be? So this “Chorus Line” must derive its emotional involvement from individuals’ investing roles with depth and need.

Clyde Alves’ Mike deftly proceeds from shy youth to cocky adulthood during the brief “I Can Do That.” Novice Mark (Jay Armstrong Johnson) strongly registers eagerness at every opportunity, while vet Cassie (Nikki Snelson) acts her bravura “Music and the Mirror” as a desperate effort to prove she’s still got what it takes.

Natalie Hall’s Val rouses the audience with a broadly narcissistic “Dance: Ten; Looks: Three.” Coarseness strips the number of its wry jabs at casting practices, but she sure grabs focus for her orchestra and balcony, which is Val’s intent, after all.

Biggest surprise, because the role has lost much of its novelty, is Kevin Santos’ Paul, the bullied dropout exploited as a youthful drag artist. Sustaining the illusion of entertaining these thoughts for the first time, Santos restores confessional’s freshness and earns his climactic emotional explosion. (Snelson, far too weepy in her approaches to Zach, could usefully hold back the waterworks as Santos does.)

Natasha Katz’s revised lighting makes greater use of saturated gels than Tharon Musser’s original plot, if memory serves, but no purist could possibly regret the kaleidoscopic color she applies to the flashback sequences. And lit starkly or lushly, Robin Wagner’s legendary mirrors continue to thrill as they periodically transform a black box into a magic one.

A Chorus Line

Ahmanson Theater; 2,059 seats; $100 top


A John Breglio presentation of a musical in one act conceived and originally choreographed and directed by Michael Bennett. Book by James Kirkwood and Nicholas Dante. Music by Marvin Hamlisch. Lyrics by Edward Kleban. Directed and originally co-choreographed by Bob Avian. Choreography restaged by Baayork Lee.


Sets, Robin Wagner; costumes, Theoni V. Aldredge; lighting, Tharon Musser; lighting adapted by Natasha Katz; sound, Acme Sound Partners; music supervision, Patrick Vaccariello; music direction, John O'Neill; orchestrations, Jonathan Tunick, Bill Byers and Hershy Kay; vocal arrangements, Don Pippin; production stage manager, Ray Gin. Opened, reviewed May 22, 2008. Runs through July 6. Running time: 2 HOURS.


Mike - Clyde Alves Larry - John Carroll Sheila - Emily Fletcher Judy - Stephanie Gibson Zach - Michael Gruber Val - Natalie Hall Don - Derek Hanson Maggie - Hollie Howard Mark - Jay Armstrong Johnson Greg - Denis Lambert Kristine - Jessica Latshaw Bobby - Ian Liberto Bebe - Pilar Millhollen Al - Colt Prattes Diana - Gabrielle Ruiz Paul - Kevin Santos Cassie - Nikki Snelson Richie - Anthony Wayne Connie - Jessica Wu
With: Venny Carranza, Julie Kotarides, Stephanie Martignetti, Sterling Masters, Clifton Samuels, Brandon Tyler, J.R. Whittington.

Filed Under:

Want to read more articles like this one? SUBSCRIBE TO VARIETY TODAY.
Post A Comment 0

Leave a Reply

No Comments

Comments are moderated. They may be edited for clarity and reprinting in whole or in part in Variety publications.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

More Film News from Variety