By Lynn Venhaus

An electric cast brings to life Green Day’s turbo-charged punk rock opera “American Idiot,” accompanied by an exceptional group of eight musicians whose propulsive rhythms invigorate New Line Theatre’s 98th production.

New Line first presented this youthful alienation statement as a regional premiere in 2016, and with a fresh crop of performers, has turned The Marcelle Theatre into a scorching experience that ramps up passion and urgency. Heads will be banged.

Green Day’s 2004 Grammy-winning rock album “American Idiot,” its seventh, is combined with additional songs from their “21st Century Breakdown” album in 2009 and previously unreleased material.

For the stage adaptation, it was formatted as a coming-of-age tale that delved into disillusionment in post-9-11 America. The explosive, in-your-face 2010 Broadway show was nominated for three Tony Awards, including best musical, and won two – for scenic and lighting designs.

Frontman Billie Joe Armstrong collaborated with director Michael Mayer to write the book, which attacked George W. Bush’s presidency, corporate greed, warmongering (“the War on Terror” in Afghanistan and Iraq), hypocrisy in politics, and being submissive, paranoid and apathetic, fueled by mass media.

Clayton Humburg and Bee Mecey as Johnny and St. Jimmy. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Guided by familiar songs that are rooted in realism, the ensemble is full of energy and attitude, snarling and in pain, confused about their lives’ directions as they struggle to find meaning. They hit the ground running with the title song “American Idiot” and crank it up to 11 from there. You always feel their convictions, no matter how dark it gets.

The ensemble’s momentum is strong in the group numbers, but also in the small vignettes that presents snapshots of lives in transition. Because there is minimal dialogue, the emotions must be conveyed to fill in the blanks about their confusion and malaise.

Temptations beckon ‘in the big city,’ relationships are messy, and the women seemed destined for disillusionment – with strong vocal showings from Lauren Tenenbaum as Whatshername, Adrienne Spann as Extraordinary Girl, and Rachel Parker as Heather.

Directors Chris Moore and Scott Miller have focused on the constant motion aspect of the material, where the band’s raw punk power is maintained, and the performers’ vibrancy comes through, even when playing angsty, restless characters.

Triple threats Clayton Humburg, Rafael DaCosta and DeAnte Bryant are a tight-knit trio of friends — Johnny, Tunny and Will, who are alternately angry and apathetic young men seeking to flee the stifling conformity of suburbia.

Rafael DaCosta, Adrienne Spann as Tunny and Extraordinary Girl. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Their robust voices harmonize as they verbalize their distress in “City of the Damned” and “I Don’t Care,” and their feelings coalesce in the soulful ballad “Wake Me Up When September Ends” with the company.

They are visibly agitated in several numbers, including “Tales of a Broken Home” trying to make sense of a world that keeps spinning and not in good ways.

Rebel without a cause, Johnny aka “Jesus of Suburbia,” just wants to be anesthetized and escape in most situations, saying yes to drugs and no to hygiene: “Give Me Novacaine” but shows a hopeful side in “Last of the American Girls” and “She’s a Rebel.”

Living in squalor, wallowing in drug hazes, not being nice to his “dream girl” that gets away, and wrestling inner demons, he hooks up with bad idea drug dealer St. Jimmy.

As a hero’s journey lynchpin, Johnny isn’t a sympathetic character, but Humburg’s verve for every role he takes on comes through, so that he demands you pay attention: Will he self-destruct or get it together? And he’s a naturally compelling performer, so you hope Johnny moves beyond cynicism.

Humburg, Lauren Tenenbaum. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Tenenbaum becomes a forceful match for Johnny. At first, seductive Whatshername is misguided, then she grows bolder and more resourceful before she’s gone. In one of the show’s best numbers, Tenenbaum is a standout in the company’s “21 Guns.” She then leads the women in a feisty “Letterbomb.”

Trouble always comes by when St. Jimmy is around, and those pesky drugs that Whatshername is a willing participant in taking. She’s in the number with St. Jimmy and Johnny “Last Night on Earth.”

Bee Mecey is full of swagger as St. Jimmy, equal parts cocky and creepy. Mecey leans into the bombastic, snarling delivery of the vocals, and is an unremorseful ‘son of a gun’ in “The Death of St. Jimmy.”

Tunny joins the military, recruited for the Army by Favorite Son (a noteworthy Jordan Ray Duncan, who bears a striking resemblance to actor Paul Dano). DaCosta and Duncan are powerful in “Are We the Waiting,” joined by others, then they discover they are in for a rude awakening.

These scenes of combat and convalescences are the most powerful. After he is severely wounded in the War on Terror, Da Costa’s torment is palpable, and he agonizes about a crazy world — “Before the Lobotomy.” He attempts to adapt with help from the compassionate Spann, whose silky voice soars in “Extraordinary Girl.”

Gabriel Anderson, Kaylin Penninger. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Bryant displays his shock at becoming a father when his girlfriend Heather (Parker) becomes pregnant. They clash as they deal with parenthood, and Parker is moving as she wrestles with Will’s lack of interest and the demands of a baby.

Parker’s sturdy vocal work is impressive as she delivers a rollercoaster of emotion. Her “Dearly Beloved” is a cry for help, her exasperation evident, while “Too Much Too Soon” reveals her frustration and desperation, and in a defiant “Rock and Roll Boyfriend,” she clearly has moved on from Will dragging her down.

As the characters grow, the band of brothers reunite for “We’re Coming Home Again,” and Johnny is sincerely regretful in “Whatshername.”

The zealous company includes Gabriel Anderson, Kaylin “Kat” Penninger, Alex Giordano, Amora Marie, Ian McCreary, Nathan Mecey, Hannah Renee and Vanessa Simpson. They do a fine job raging at the machine.

Anderson and Penninger are impressive as graceful and skilled featured dancers, and they were also the dance captains. Choreographer Chelsie Johnston pushed a passionate intensity in the movements, which brought out the group’s fire and never let up.

The finale is effectively staged, having the cast sit or stand scattered on the floor, singing a heartfelt “Good Riddance (Time of Your Life).” It is a surprisingly emotional ending after the group has poured out their hearts and souls into this rousing material.

Alex Giordano and Rachel Parker in “Rock and Roll Boyfriend.” Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Green Day was organized by lead vocalist and guitarist Billie Joe Armstrong in the Bay Area of California in 1987, and musicians Mike Dirnt (bassist) and Tre Cool (drums) came aboard awhile later. They are best known as a rock band that brought punk out of the underground and into the mainstream, starting with breakout success in 1994.

Thirty years later, they’ve sold 75 million records worldwide, been nominated for 20 Grammy Awards, winning five, and were inducted into the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame in 2015, their first year of eligibility.

Bassist John Gerdes’ pulsing power chords are a definite highlight, as are the strings that add so much – violin, viola and cello, along with the robust rock beats of the guitars and drums.

The musicians are a tight group that maintained a driving pace important to the Green Day sound, and carry out the throbbing musical arrangements and orchestrations by Broadway composer Tom Kitt

Gerdes was an outstanding music director, capably getting the best from conducting Chelsea Zak on keyboards (also assistant music director), Adam Rugo and Xander Gerdes on guitars, Jake Luebbert on drums, Steve Frisbee on violin, Mallory Golden on viola, and Marie Brown alternating with Michaela Kuba on cello.

Ensemble in “Holiday.” Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Ryan Day’s sound design is bold, Ryan Thorp’s lighting design is effective, Lauren Smith Bearden’s costume design captures the club scene and scruffy daily casual. Rob Lippert’s scenic design sets up three distinct areas for the action, with minimal set pieces.

Nathan Mecey put the pieces together as tech director, Mallory Golden mastered the props, and Ashwini Arora was the intimacy coordinator. Gabriel Scott Lawrence is listed as the directing intern.

Every generation has its seminal rock operas – like the Boomers’ “Hair” and “Tommy,” Gen X’s “Rent” and Millennials’ “Spring Awakening.” Millennials identify with Green Day, although there are shades of Gen X’ers too, so its multi-generations.

This cast shows their bond as mostly Gen Z’ers presenting a specific era. It’s hard to think of “American Idiot” as a period piece, for it remains relevant with its blistering screeds and hopeful ballads.

Johnny leads the company in “East 12th Street.” Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

With a complexity that you may not have thought about while hearing the music in radio play or through sound systems, “American Idiot” shakes things awake in a rant against complacency and manipulation – and that can be heard loud and clear at any age.

New Line Theatre presents “American Idiot” from Sept. 12 to Oct. 5 on Thursdays through Saturdays at p.m. at the Marcelle Theatre, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive, St. Louis. There is no performance Sept. 14. This 90-minute show is presented without intermission and is the 33rd season opener.

Tickets: Metrotix: 314-534-1111 or visit the Fox Theatre box office or the MetroTix website. Discounts: for students, educators and military. For more information, visit www.newlinetheatre.com.

There are 10 free seats for every performance that are open to any college student with a valid student ID. It is valid only at the door.

There is a lighted parking lot across the street from the theatre, and there is lots of free street parking. There is no dress code and there are refreshments available in the lobby, including alcohol.

Company in “Good Riddance (Time of Your Life).” Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

By Lynn Venhaus

A personality-driven low-key charmer, the musical ‘[title of show]’ offers a fresh perspective with its vivacious gender-bending cast.

And what’s not to love about a 20-year-old original musical that is unapologetically OK with being “nine people’s favorite thing than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing”?

In a world of “Cake Boss” and “The Great British Bake Off,” why not choose to be a Rice Krispie Treat? (Nothing wrong with that – and you can have one at intermission, too).

Prism Theatre Company is presenting this enjoyable modest production in two acts with a disarming all-femme quartet of performers and one expert musician accompanying them on keyboard.

Mallory Golden serves as the music director, and they are called “Larry.” They have an occasional spoken line of dialogue and comical in their timing.

They have guy names because Prism did not change those characters when they cast women. The musical’s creators – Jeff Bowen wrote the music and lyrics, Hunter Bell the book – are called Jeff and Hunter, and played by a spunky pair, Katie Orr and Jaelyn Hawkins.

It really doesn’t make a difference – it’s entertaining from this point of view because it is brimming with sly theatrical references and features a classic struggle about pursuing your dreams, no matter what obstacles. Their ambition resonates.

It’s also a tale of friendship, those pals who get you through tough times, who encourage and collaborate – and work through tension and chaos. The four principal actresses project the camaraderie that is necessary to make this show work, under the adroit direction of Sam Hayes.

Being gender-fluid doesn’t change how meta this musical is, because they are two friends who are theater artists writing a musical about writing a musical. Their first goal together is to send in an original work to the inaugural New York Musical Theatre Festival – only its deadline is three weeks away.

Their frantic, fraught creative process, with their real-life obstacles, are what makes the show unique to them. The time and place are New York City, 2004. Starving artists whose endgame is Broadway have their own sets of issues, which factors into the show – all driven by the mindset “If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere.”

And from there, their goals get bigger, their challenges more daunting, and their exasperations and aspirations escalate. It’s clever and funny in a very natural, authentic way.

Rounding out the cast are their two friends they cast in their show. Rachel Bailey is sassy, snarky Susan, a comic actress whose day job is an office worker, and Savannah Fernelius is assertive Heidi, a polished performer who wonders if she is doing the right thing hitching her wagon to this project. They are based on Susan Blackwell and Heidi Blickenstaff, who not only were in the show, but were part of the process.

It is a wild rollercoaster ride of emotions for the quirky characters, all who have skin in the game. They yearn for fame and recognition. They persist. They want to matter, find their place in the world.

The creative team may be “Two Nobodies from New York” but they want to be “Part of It All.” Why not dream big? (“The Tony Award Song”).

The two writers are imaginative and capable. Their progress is chronicled in such witty ditties as “An Original Musical” (with the proverbial blank piece of paper) and “Filling Out the Form.”

Their brainstorming techniques are hilarious in “Monkeys and Playbills.” The second act’s stakes are captured in “Montage Part 1: September Song,” “Montage Part 2: Secondary Characters” and “Montage Part 3: Development Medley.”

The four are not only nimble at comedy, but can crisply sell a showtune with strong melodic voices.

Katie Orr, Rachel Bailey and Jaelyn Hawkins. Photo by Cady Bailey.

The Susan-led “Die, Vampire, Die!” is an ingenious way to vanquish demons and doubts, and Bailey is good at animated delivery.

In her professional debut, Fernelius makes quite an impact with silky-smooth vocals, and powerfully delivers a stunning “A Way Back to Then.” She has been standing out in college and community theater and is indeed ready for her close-up.

The show’s offbeat approach obviously differentiates from fairy tale-fiction in a land of enchantment (“Into the Woods” references abound, by the way). The quartet are more self-aware than naïve, more jaded and cynical about the highs and lows in life yet wear their hearts on their sleeves and they wish.

Their strengths and weaknesses are fully on display, not unlike those four unfiltered millennials in the HBO television series “Girls” that ran for five seasons. Raw and real, they aggravate each other and express their feelings.

Hunter fires off torrents of profanity, easily upset and distracted. (You can imagine him/her erupting at the neighborhood association meeting). Hawkins is funny in her no-holds-barred character’s tendency to go to DEF-CON 1.

Like many well-meaning longtime friends, Jeff knows how to deal with Hunter, and Orr is instinctive in her portrayal of the one who isn’t prone to histrionics.

There is a mature content advisory: “This play contains heavy adult language and open discussion of adult content. Audience discretion is advised.”

The pair of actresses playing actresses are creating an identity through their roles – “I Am Playing Me” and are initially at odds with each other – “What Kind of a Girl Is She?”

Savannah Fernelius is Heidi. Photo by Cady Bailey.

This is Prism’s first musical, and as a love letter to musical theater, it’s an interesting exchange of ideas and talents. It’s yet another version of “The Little Engine That Could,” showbiz style.

And in their hands – heartfelt. Co-producers Joy Addler (managing director) and Trish Brown (artistic director) founded this regional professional theater troupe with the mission of supporting women. This season’s theme is “Raise Your Voice.” I’d say this choice is apt.

The earnest presentation has a rough-around-the-edges quality yet has the enthusiasm of Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney gathering the neighborhood kids in those “Hey kids! Let’s put on a show!” old-timey musicals – but instead of a barn, they’re in a minimalistic rehearsal space with four chairs.

On a much smaller scale, this show follows the world-building on display in big-deal beloved musicals like “A Chorus Line,” “Singin’ in the Rain,” and “Dreamgirls.”

While it may not have a showstopper like “What I Did for Love,” the substantive songs showcase their doubts, fears, instincts, hopes and dreams in a relatable way.

Cady Bailey’s choreography is appropriate for the characters and incorporates snappy theatrical dance moves in an endearing way.

The quartet’s fervor for this material is perceptible, so is their warmth. The way they work together is specific, which adds a distinctive flavor to the show. There isn’t a whiff of artifice or slickness, rather a gutsy “Take us as we are” attitude.

And their work-in-progress show is constantly expanding and involving, as they adapt, evaluate, revise, re-evaluate, and have hissy fits. “Change It/Don’t Change It” illustrates those efforts, and “Awkward Photo Shoot” is a full-out meltdown of dysfunction.

Scenic designer Caleb D. Long has kept things basic and functional, with a nifty arrangement of frames that light up, and the noteworthy lighting design by Catherine Adams is effective. Golden also did the sound design, which is without issues in the intimate Kranzberg Black Box.

Their costumes, designed by Hayes, are everyday casual, look like out-of-their-closet selections. The sense of a team effort, with Sadie Harvey assistant director and props master, Katie Smith props artisan, carpenter William Higley, along with technical director Caleb D. Long, Golden, and Adams is apparent.

Bell and Bowen may not be as well-known as Pasek and Paul or as hip as Kerrigan and Loudermilk, but their memorable original work “[title of show]” earned awards nomination and elevated their credentials.

Bell, a graduate of Webster University’s Conservatory of Theatre Arts, won an Obie special citation award and was nominated for Drama League, GLAAD Media and Tony awards for best book of a musical. Bowen won an Obie special citation award for the music and lyrics.

After the musical debuted at the festival, two years later it opened off-Broadway at the Vineyard Theatre in 2006 and then moved to Broadway two years later, at the Lyceum Theatre, in 2008.

Proactively, in hopes of mounting the show at a Broadway theater, Bell and Bowen created a video blog, called “The [title of show] Show” that documented the musical’s progress and featured famous guest actors in episodes that went viral. In Episode 8, mission accomplished: the New York Times announced the show’s opening date at the Lyceum. (The show continued as a web series with a season 2, music videos and specials.)

What Bell and Bowen have learned the hard way – albeit with a delightfully improbable successful run about what all goes into making a musical — (and they did it before “Something Rotten!”) – can be summed up through the words of philosopher Ralph Waldo Emerson: “It’s not the destination, it’s the journey.”

This cast’s exuberance and the creative team’s efforts result in a satisfying tag-along adventure. Its candor and cheekiness are refreshing. And yes, that was Sutton Foster leaving a voice mail rejecting their offer. Touche!

Prism Theatre Company presents “[title of show]” weekends through Sept. 8.  Performances take place at the Kranzberg Center in Grand Center, 507 N Grand Blvd, St Louis, MO 63103. For more information: prismtheatrecompany.org.

For tickets, visit https://www.metrotix.com/events/detail/prism-theatre-company-title-of-show

By Lynn Venhaus

The children of the night are making some lusty music in the musical “Dracula,” a different take on the gothic horror classic whose folklore has become a pop culture staple.

Lush voices soar in a foreboding dark shadow setting, with New Line Theatre putting their own stamp on a stripped down, impressionistic version of Frank Wildhorn’s much-maligned 2004 Broadway musical that has since been heavily revised and became a hit overseas.

Of the many variations of Bram Stoker’s 1897 horror fantasy novel, this very dramatic musical version combines alluring romance with an unsettling thriller narrative devoid of any humor or camp, which has been easy to slide into with vampires over the years. (Case in point: “What We Do in the Shadows.”)

However, Chris Strawhun amuses as one of the characters, a straight-talking Texan named Quincey Morris while delivering his good ol’ boy dialogue.

This tight-knit group, of both familiar and fresh faces, is committed to getting the tone and tempo right. They strive to convince in their portrayals as either under Dracula’s hypnotic spell, resisting it, or desperate vampire hunters.

Brittany Kohl, Vanessa Simpson. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Their vocal prowess is its strongest suit because this show’s intention is to have more of an emotional core, not aiming to scare or even conjure suspense, in this supernatural world.

Supporting players circle the bewildering nobleman, Count Dracula, an imposing yet enigmatic figure confidently played by Cole Gutmann.

He has summoned solicitor Jonathan Harker (Ian McCreary) to assist in the purchase of a home in England.

Despite being told not to wander around the castle in the Carpathian Mountains, Harker does just that, encountering the Weird Sisters, a trio of nubile undead, who entice him to do bad things. McCreary presents the character as a stand-up guy, but weak.

Ann Heir Brown, Chelsie Johnston and Sarah Lueken bewitch as the seductive trio, slithering around the minimalist stage. With sinful looks and slinky attire, the characters add a provocative edge. They are choreographed by co-director Tony L. Marr Jr.

They initially set the eerie mood with the opening number, “Prologue,” then join McCreary in “Jonathan’s Arrival.” All three have melodic voices, evident on “Forever Young” and joining Guttmann on “Fresh Blood.”

Well, that situation doesn’t go well for Harker, and he winds up in a hospital. His smart and lovely fiancé Mina Murray (Brittany Kohl) changes her holiday plans with best friend Lucy Westenra (Vanessa Simpson) and leaves Whitby Bay, a seaside town in England.

Kent Coffel, Ian McCreary, Kohl, J.D. Pounds. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

A sense of dread surfaces in Mina and Lucy’s duet, “The Mist,” and their nightmares begin.

The women, confined to the society standard of being an adornment on the arms of successful men, keep ignoring red flags but this mysterious aristocrat has captured their fancy. Kohl and Simpson are believable as women who may want more out of life.

The fetching Lucy, wooed by three men, chooses the dullest guy to marry, Arthur Holmwood, earnestly portrayed by Alex Vito Fuegner. Another suitor is Jack Seward, a doctor specializing in psychoanalysis, who is played with authority by J.D. Pounds.

Their number, “How Do You Choose?” sets up their relationships. Despite Lucy marrying Holmwood, the guys are friends and factor into the group trying to protect everyone from sinister forces.

Seward is the gateway to his patient, the insane assistant Renfield (Rafael DaCosta), who is mind-controlled by the count.

DaCosta and the Weird Sisters collaborate on “The Master’s Song,” indicating their servitude.

DaCosta adds some verve to the proceedings, as does Kent Coffel as Professor Abraham Van Helsing, the obsessed vampire slayer. Sporting a Dutch accent and explaining how to snare a vampire, Coffel grounds the show as the iconic presence.

Rafael DaCosta as Renfield. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Coffel, an MVP in supporting roles, has more contributions musically — two solo numbers, “Nosferatu” and “Summers Come, Summers Go,” and performs “Undead One” and ‘Deep into the Darkest Night” with the suitors. Van Helsing also duets with Dracula in “It’s Over.”

This production focuses on the seriousness of the times, and the traditional roles in Victorian society. Stoker’s aggressively sexual characters were a novel idea in that era, for polite society followed rigid rules of decorum.

Flirting with forbidden eroticism has always been an appealing aspect of the mythology – and if you’ve seen Francis Ford Coppola’s “Dracula” movie in 1992, the ‘True Blood’ series on HBO, and even the ‘Twilight’ franchise, you don’t have to be Fellini to figure out the temptation metaphors.

Director Scott Miller and co-directory Marr keep it tasteful, implying the blood lust without fangs or special effects, or icky graphic stuff.

Both Mina’s and Lucy’s seductions are simply staged, and the deaths through various implements are downplayed. (Although blocking prevented me from seeing Lucy’s beheading).

This cast must build the desire and the fear into their characterizations because, unfortunately, the book by Don Black and Christopher Hampton is like a Cliff Notes version of the source material. It’s neither fascinating nor passionate, and the actors have to do the heavy lifting on their own.

Coffel, Cole Guttmann. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

It’s important to be aware of the basic Dracula scenario, for this script has little world-building, assuming you’re well-versed in it.

The setting toggles back and forth between a castle in Transylvania, England, a ship, Budapest, and a mental asylum, which can be difficult to follow if you’re not plugged into the most famous vampire figure in history.

Black’s lyrics have more exposition than the book. Gutmann’s soulful voice stirringly delivers Wildhorn’s grandiose ballads, injecting a more tortured, troubled persona rather than a monstrous villain into the numbers.

And he does so admirably, from his first number “Solitary Man” to “At Last” and finale. His anguish and his power are explored in “A Perfect Life/Loving You Keeps Me Alive” with Kohl and McCreary, one of the standout numbers.

Lucy is doomed, and Simpson is impressive as the poor unfortunate soul. She and Gutmann display a palpable chemistry, and that may be chalked up to being partners in real life.

Their number, “Life After Life,” joined by the company, sets up the inevitable trajectory, and their harmonies are solid.

Kohl, Guttmann. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

When Dracula falls in love with Mina, that allows for some outstanding vocal work by Kohl and Guttmann. Kohl is capable of pathos, as exemplified in “Please Don’t Make Me Love You” and “If I Had Wings.”

I wouldn’t say sensuality is evident, but as accomplished singers, they know how to deliver poignancy.

The designers have expertly crafted a creepy atmosphere, with Matt Stuckel’s lighting design and Ryan Day’s sound design establishing an off-balance feel.

Costume designer Zach Thompson has fashioned appropriate 19th century styles and sultry outfits for the Weird Sisters, with nifty little details to make the looks interesting..

Lippert’s skills have highlighted functionality for the scenic design, making the most with a few signature pieces – a centerpiece crypt doubles as a bed and a table and there is a striking stained glass window.

Music Director Jenna Lee Moore, who helmed “Nine” last year, has a terrific group of six musicians and plays keyboard. Paul Rueschhoff is on cello, John Gerdes on brass/bass, Mary Wiley on reeds, Mallory Golden on violin, Buddy Shumaker on guitar and second keyboard, and Clancy Newell on percussion.

Wildhorn is a hit-and-miss with me. When New Line spiffed up his “Bonnie and Clyde” in 2014, it was one of my favorites that year, showcasing top-notch performances and telling a compelling story.

He is the composer of both pop songs (“Where Do Broken Hearts Go” for Whitney Houston) and musicals, including his most famous, “Jekyll & Hyde” that ran for four years on Broadway. In 1999, he made history by having three shows run simultaneously – besides Jekyll & Hyde, “The Scarlet Pimpernel” and “The Civil War” were also on Broadway.

This musical version of “Dracula” isn’t as fascinating as one expects, given our knowledge of the story, and a reference base from more than 30 films based on the world’s most famous vampire. But this is a sturdy cast whose efforts are noteworthy.

You may not leave humming a tune or consider any of the songs as memorable as Wildhorn’s “This Is the Moment,” from “Jekyll and Hyde,” but you won’t forget the music New Line’s team made.

Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

New Line Theatre” presents “Dracula” May 30 – June 22, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays at 8 p.m., at the Marcelle Theater, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive, in the Grand Center Arts District. For more information, visit: https://www.newlinetheatre.com.

To charge tickets by phone, call MetroTix at 314-534-1111 or visit the Fox Theatre box office or the MetroTix website.

Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

By Lynn Venhaus
At first glance, the daffy “Jesus & Johnny Appleweed’s Holy Rollin’ Family Christmas” takes us back to the fuddy duddy ‘50s, with the on-stage stylings of TV sitcom land when dads ruled the roost and moms vacuumed wearing pearls.

But it’s far more subversive than that, and with the book, music and lyrics crafted by New Line Theatre’s Artistic Director and provocateur Scott Miller, would you expect anything different in an original stoner musical comedy with that ripe-for-parody title?

For New Line fans, this is rooted in previous shows — the world premiere of “Johnny Appleweed” in 2006, so it is a 17-years-in-the-making sequel, and the regional premiere of “Reefer Madness the Musical” in 2004.

Only now cannabis is legal in Missouri, and there are dispensaries on many corners of our fair city. Yet, we can recall a time when it wasn’t mainstream – and Cheech Marin and Tommy Chong made a fortune. So, this show is more impish than shocking.

(Although we do live in Missouri, and ‘family values’ legislators have significant agendas, so that leads to a forever “Twilight Zone” feeling. But back to our jolly neighborhood cul-de-sac with shiny, happy people).

Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

As a tongue-in-cheek response to the War on Drugs and the Culture Wars, Miller uses clever cultural references to make it clear how the bygone era, complete with hearty laugh-track type guffaws, was a white-bread wonderland where a middle-class suburban family has blinders on regarding diversity, inclusion, and sexual orientation.

For laughs, he’s mashed together the 1936 film “Reefer Madness” that was intended to scare straight those who may be tempted by the evil weed, Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol,” and 1950s musical comedies (with intentional references).

This flip side of “The Donna Reed Show,” “Father Knows Best” and “Leave It to Beaver” has a cardigan-wearing curmudgeon of a dad named Harry Goodson whose family secrets revealed on Christmas Eve 1959 will rock his world – and he’ll be visited by ghosts overnight in the second act.

The family establishes how “Heteronormative” they are in their opening number, setting up the spoof of what passed for a normal, average family 60 years ago.

Terrell Thompson plays Harry as a cross between Archie Bunker, George Jefferson, and Ebeneezer Scrooge. He finds fault with everything, and his dialogue is a series of rants. It’s a hefty, albeit one-note, role for Thompson, a veteran of local musical theater. Musically, he is well-suited for ensemble work, but as the anchor, line delivery wasn’t as polished on opening night. (However, after more performances, I am hoping the cast is just zipping along by now).

Presumably, the brazen material demands an improv troupe feel to the ensemble, with nimble performers who have an affinity for Kids in the Hall and Second City-type sketches necessary to puncture holiday traditions and ramp up the laughs. Daughter Tammy discloses she is pregnant by her black boyfriend Miles, son Chip’s secret is that he’s gay and has a boyfriend named Dick, and brother, Uncle Hugh, is a cross-dresser with an infinity for a blow-up doll.

Kay Love. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Whew! A National Enquirer panoply of scandalous behavior that could be a laugh riot if everyone’s all-in on an over-the-top satire — but not as effective if the tone is lopsided depending on performer’s slickness. Because the lyrics and lines have enough zingers to elicit plenty of snickers.

It could be that the actor who played Chip was replaced on opening night by Tony L. Marr Jr., the assistant director and choreographer. Marr assumed the role with noteworthy aplomb.

Because this resembles the audacious dark comedy material that John Waters and Charles Busch specialize in, it should not be startling that longtime theatrical sweetheart Kay Love plays typical housewife Bess Goodson as more naughty than nice. She’s infused the Christmas cookies with pot, and lets loose in a defiant, liberating solo.

You know you’re in a bizarro world when you hear Love sing “Hoo-Hoo of Steel” without flinching or blushing. She can shimmy better than your aunt’s Jell-O salad slipping out of a decorative mold.

Love’s poise and classically trained voice, and vivacious Marlee Wenski’s silky, sultry vocals stand out in their numbers. Wenski doubles as teen movie icon Sandra Dee (the original “Gidget”), having a bawdy time in the number “Don’t Look at Me, I’m Sandra Dee,” and parodies a rebellious version of a good saddle-shoe-wearing daughter in “Miles and Miles.”

An unfazed Tawaine Noah leans in as Uncle Hugh, who leads a not-so-secret life, singing “Mary Jane and Mary Jane,” and as unborn twin Jerry, who returns as a ghost.

Can they live in comfort and joy or will their variations from the norm tear apart the family? I was reminded of the classic 1990 “Saturday Night Live” sketch called “Dysfunctional Family Christmas” about a compilation album of songs mocking less than ideal family gatherings.

Cheeky song titles include “Love Doesn’t Suck with My D**k,” “Daddy’s Talking S**t,” and “That Stick Up Your Ass.”

Here, dear old dad might need a comeuppance – his deceased twin brother, Jesus Christ, Sandra Dee and explorer and pot enthusiast Johnny Appleweed are the ghosts who visit. They force him to come to terms with recreational drug use: “Have Another Toke and Have a Merry Christmas.”

The family drama is offset by a quartet of cheery carolers who deliver “The Elves Get Stoned,” “Better Living Through Chemistry” and “Man in the Gray Flannel Life.” Stephanie Merritt, Robert Doyle, Matt Hill, and Lauren Tenenbaum merrily roll along with setting the mid-century tableau.

Mallory Golden’s music direction is breezy, with a fine-tuned machine of John Gerdes on bass, Joseph Hendricks and Alex Macke on reeds, Brad Martin on percussion, and Adam Rugo on guitar (and she’s on keyboard).

Lauren Smith Beardon has outfitted the carolers in festive attire, and the Goodsons in typical suburban family looks, complete with housewife aprons for Love. Lighting designer (and technical director) Matt Stuckel has fun inserting cannabis plant imagery in shadows – I haven’t revisited “Reefer Madness” since my college days, but I believe there was a lot of shadows to signify danger – so touché.

Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

As is customary, Rob Lippert’s scenic design is appropriate to the Mid-Century Modern décor of the period – and the height of sophistication with a retro artificial aluminum silver Christmas tree and the reflective color wheel, so tres chic back in the day. He has captured the tone and tenor of the show.

The vintage vibe is one of the most attractive qualities of the production. Miller has managed to include an impressive litany of every pop culture reference significant to the era – and even obscure little nuggets to prod recognition. Commendable wordplay, indeed.

Since founding New Line Theatre in 1991, he has written 11 musicals and two plays, including a rollicking “The Zombies of Penzance” in 2018. His penchant for irreverent theater and socially relevant material has served him well.

This show is basically a fun romp with some jabs on social mores, featuring stand-out performances by several spirited women. In days of yore, when Ladies’ Home Journal arrived in the mail, “The Ed Sullivan Show” was tuned in to every Sunday, and you might have had to make do with a TV dinner if mom was hosting her Bridge Club, everyone would have made a fuss over the “sassy lassies.”

A few nips and tucks, and more collaborative run-throughs, and “Jesus and Johnny Appleweed’s Holy Rollin’ Family Christmas” may be just the antidote to Hallmark movie marathons and wholesome holiday setlists on repeat. With Bess’s special-recipe brownies, it could be one of the hap-hap-happiest Christmas’ since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny Kaye.

New Line Theatre presents the world premiere musical “Jesus and Johnny Appleweed’s Holy Rollin’ Family Christmas” from Dec. 1 to Dec. 16, with performances Thursday, Friday, and Saturday at 8 p.m. at The Grandel Theatre, 3610 Grandel Square. For other information, visit New Line Theatre’s full-service website at www.newlinetheatre.com.

Tickets are $35 for adults and $30 for students/seniors/To charge tickets by phone, call MetroTix at 314-534-1111 or visit the Fox Theatre box office or the MetroTix website.

Discounts are available. Any high school student with a valid school ID can get a $10 ticket for any performance, with the code word, posted only on New Line’s Facebook page.

Ten free seats for every performance, open to any college student with a valid student ID.

New Line offers all currently employed educators half-price tickets on any Thursday night, with work ID or other proof of employment.

New Line offers all active-duty military personnel half-price tickets on any Thursday night, with ID or other proof of active-duty status.

All offers not valid in connection with other discounts or offers, available only at the door, and subject to availability.

By Lynn Venhaus

The crème de la crème of local female vocal talent displays why they have earned those reputations in a lusty version of “Nine,” an exotic Felliniesque musical being presented by New Line Theatre March 2-25.

Based on filmmaker Federico Fellini’s 1963 semi-autographical angsty-existential-fantasy masterpiece “8 ½,” Tony-winning composer-lyricist Maury Yeston has tackled the age-old conundrum about a woman’s relationship to a man in an expressive, emotional score. Ballads are rueful, company numbers are vigorous in this 1982 musical. Yeston, who started this project in college in 1973, also won a Tony for the 1997 “Titanic” musical.

New Line’s glamorous production has a cast of 13 females who are connected to celebrated director Guido Contini, a womanizer going through a midlife personal and professional crisis.

Set at a Venetian spa in the early 1960s, an exasperated Luisa Del Forno (Lisa Karpowicz) has gone there with her preoccupied husband Guido (Cole Gutmann) to save their troubled marriage. Karpowicz makes you feel her pain, and her best number is the poignant “My Husband Makes Movies.” After all her sacrifices and his infidelities, she sings a mournful “Be On Your Own.”

The cast of “Nine.” Photo by Gerry Love.

He’s a cad, the boy who never grew up, and while smart and chic, she’s more of a caretaker. He does seem to care, but obviously has commitment issues, and they really don’t have much spark left. Contini (you’ll never forget his name because they say it over and over) brought all this misery on himself and is caught in a web of his own lies.

Discovered by the paparazzi, Guido tells reporters he is there to direct his latest film. Three previous movies have flopped, and the pressure is intense. His tough film producer, Liliane La Fleur (a flamboyant Kimmie Kidd-Booker), wants him to make a musical.

Gutmann conveys Guido’s desperation as he tries to come up with his next big picture, spinning tall tales and improvising with a riff on Casanova. His macho meltdown is precipitated by his turning 40, writer’s block, and his shabby treatment of people.

Has he run out of things to say? As the chaotic circus of his life flashes before our eyes, we see what the women have meant to him and what they have put up with – which makes him mostly unsympathetic. Can he change into a better person?

As the magnetic Guido, Gutmann is obsessive and frantic interacting with his mother, wife, teacher, temptress, mistress, muse, younger self, and other people who cross his path.

Cole Gutmann as Guido Contini. Lisa Karpowicz, at left, is Luisa. Photo by Gerry Love.

Gutmann has a rich melodic voice and the confident stage presence to pull off this conflicted character, but because the center of attention is often a jerk, it’s not that easy to emotionally connect to Guido, no matter how famous, important, handsome, and charming he is.

But Gutmann’s soulful delivery of his numbers – especially “Guido’s Song” and “I Can’t Make This Movie” — and his willingness to show the guy at his worst, makes you appreciate his skills. It’s a very demanding, energetic role, as he is on stage about 95 percent of the time.

The drama does have humorous moments but the book by Arthur Kopit seriously attempts to make a statement on artists, the creative process, and one’s demons and desires. Yet, it’s mostly a psychoanalysis of a self-absorbed talent, a male-centered fantasy and it runs hot and cold.

The story flips from real to invented, often taking place in Guido’s head, as he explores his past and present relationships.

Co-directors Scott Miller and Chris Kernan capitalize on the strength of the performers in their minimalist staging, keeping in mind the necessary surrealism. Kernan also choregraphed the movements to be functional, simply depicting moods and attitudes.

The ensemble moves the story forward with added oomph, starting with the exquisite harmonies in the opening “Overture Delle Donne.”

Because it’s about filmmaking, the company delivers melodramatic versions of “Not Since Chaplin,” “Western di Guido,” “Bible di Guido,” and “Documentary di Guido,” plus Guido’s exaggerated “The Script” and “The Grand Canal.”

Guttman is strong leading “The Bells of St. Sebastian,” which shows off the belters to close the first act. In keeping with the plot thread about how the Catholic religion affected his childhood, “Kyrie eleison” (“Lord, have mercy”) is repetitively sung.

Cole Gutmann, Ann Hier Brown. Photo by Gerry Love.

Throughout the two acts, which run 2 hours and 15 minutes, with a 15-minute intermission, the women sit on a striking black and white set cleverly designed as cubes by Rob Lippert, moving off the steps onto the tiled floor for various processions in a dream-like way.

Like a black-and-white film, this work contrasts darkness and light, and this staging uses that aesthetic to its advantage. Lighting designer Matt Stuckel heightens the shadows effectively.

Costume Designer Sarah Porter has outfitted the women in cosmopolitan black apparel that reflects their characters’ personalities and the period styles, while Gutmann’s all-black attire comfortably suits the role.

Music Director Jenna Lee Moore, making her New Line debut and playing keyboard, deftly leads a cohesive orchestra – Tyler Davis on cello, John Gerdes on brass, Lea Gerdes and Joseph Hendricks on reeds, Mallory Golden on violin, and Clancy Newell on percussion.

Ryan Day’s sound design works well at The Marcelle.

The spa sojourn doesn’t turn out as planned. Guido’s mistress, the young and sexy Carla Albanese, shows up. Sarah Wilkinson is a fireball, agile in movement and frisky in “A Call from the Vatican.” She nimbly maneuvers her slinky, satiny mini-dress with bike shorts underneath. Lovely as well in voice, she tugs at the heartstrings in “Simple.”

His muse, actress Claudia Nardi (Ann Hier Brown) has previously been an inspiration, so she is called again in that capacity. However, their relationship is complicated, and she holds her ground. Brown’s luscious mezzo soprano is sublime in “A Man Like You” and the plaintive “Unusual Way.”

Kimmie Kidd-Booker as Liliane. Photo by Gerry Love.

Another highlight is big personality Kidd-Booker, hamming it up and interacting with the audience in her robust “Folies Begeres.” After all, Liliane is a former showgirl, and Kidd-Booker is a scene-stealer as a diva.

Guido’s mother is played sentimentally by Stephanie Merritt, featuring her outstanding operatic voice. As an apparition, she is tender towards her genius son, yet she is aware of his faults. Merritt may be younger than the role calls for, but she appropriately projects the loving mother’s nurturing side and dazzles in the title number, “Nine.”

A seductive Sarah Lueken plays the local prostitute Saraghina from Guido’s youth, seen costumed as a nun. She made an indelible impact on him at age 9, and he must face that truth. Her rousing “Be Italian” is provocative, and the company joins in the naughty fun, using tiny tambourines for effect.

Gillian Pieper is sardonic as Stephanie Necrophorus, a writer and film critic not enamored by Guido neither as a man or a visionary and is downright hostile as she disapproves.

Much of the action takes place in the spa. Kathleen Dwyer is the hospitable manager Mama Maddelena, and a flirty, comical Annabella, while Kay Love is the ethereal Our Lady of the Spa, giving off a spiritual vibe. Then there are spa workers and guests, who are chorus and dancers – Olga (Julia Monsey), Renata (Chelsie Johnston), Diana (Kat Bailey) and Juliette (Brittany Kohl Hester).

Monsey is also Lina Darling, Liliane’s bodyguard. Hester is also the voice of little Guido, and sings the significant “Getting Tall.”

Normally, a little boy is featured in the cast, but New Line uses Hester’s fine vocals and a portrait instead as the young Guido. Like the 2003 Broadway revival, they have dropped “The Germans at the Spa.”

This tale has been an awards magnet and conversation piece since the iconic film debuted 60 years ago, and then became a musical in 1982, revived in London in the ‘90s, then on Broadway in 2003 and film adaptation of the musical (and original film) in 2009. It’s one of those unorthodox works that you may not comprehend completely at first glance, but perception deepens in time and repeat viewings.

It remains maestro Fellini’s chauvinistic source material, nevertheless.

Fellini’s elegant Italian film won two Oscars, for Best Foreign Language Film and for costume design in 1964, and was also nominated for best director, screenplay, and art direction-set decoration (black and white).

Sarah Wilkinson, Gutmann. Photo by Gerry Love.

The musical, and New Line’s interpretation, forego other male characters, trims the women to manageable cast size, cuts the constant smoking and omits Guido’s snazzy hat that Marcello Mastroianni wore.

1963 was a very different time for women, so it’s good to have some cuts, such as the harem scene, Mastroianni’s disturbing whip-cracking, and revisions in dialogue.

However, I wished the playwright would have kept the movie’s best line: “Happiness consists of being able to tell the truth without hurting anyone.”

(An aside: my college film professor adored Fellini, so I was introduced to his films as a student. I struggled with his ideas and images back when I was a teen, but upon watching as an adult, it’s a stirring avant-garde work, and Claudia Cardinale takes your breath away. If you are an HBOMax subscriber, the original “8 ½” in glorious black-and-white and the filmed musical “Nine” are available streaming).

The 1982 musical received 12 Tony Award nominations and won five, including Best Musical, Tommy Tune as director, Yeston for score, Liliane Montevecchi for featured actress as Liliane Le Fleur, and William Ivey Long for costume design. Receiving nominations: Raul Julia as Guido, Karen Akers as Luisa, Anita Morris as Carla, Kopit for book, Thommie Walsh for choreography, lighting design and scenic design.

The 2003 Broadway show earned nine Tony Award nominations, winning for Best Revival and Jane Krakowski for featured actress as Carla, with Antonio Banderas as Guido, Mary Stuart Masterson as Luisa, Chita Rivera as Liliane, director, lighting design and orchestrations nominated.

The film version of the musical, directed by Rob Marshall and starring Daniel Day-Lewis as Guido, was not well-received in 2009, but earned four Oscar nominations for Penelope Cruz as Carla, Maury Yeston for the original song “Take It All,” costume design and art direction.

This cinematically inspired musical, because it’s not typically structured, is more difficult than many other modern theatricals, and is not often produced. While its themes are intriguing, it can be frustrating for those unfamiliar with how the plot unfolds. Yet, the characters are passionate and the music sophisticated, so performers willing to risk the challenge can make their mark.

The focus in New Line’s crisp performance is the sense of collaboration instead of coming across as distant. This cast exhibits sincerity, brings out colors and feelings not always apparent, and appears to be on ‘Cloud Nine’ embarking on this journey.

Photo by Gerry Love.

“Nine” runs March 2 – 25 at The Marcelle Theatre in the Grand Center Arts District, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive. Shows are Thursday, Friday, and Saturday at 8 p.m. For more information, visit www.newlinetheatre.com, and for tickets, they can be purchased at metrotix.com or by calling 314-534-1111.

By Lynn Venhaus

“I believe it’s called ‘Miser-ahh-bluh’!”

Brimming with references to many modern musicals, the spoofy, goofy “Something Rotten!” is a humdinger of a regional professional theater premiere from New Line Theatre. After all, it has an exclamation point in the title, so it must be special!

It is!

Fresh, funny, and frisky, the cast accepts their mission to have fun with the fluff, and the tight-knit ensemble is downright giddy frolicking in some of the most original show tunes in the past decade.

Besides the peppy song-and-dance numbers, the crowd-pleasing show provokes oodles of laughter and features an expertly tuned high-energy ensemble all-in with the snappy repartee and fun hijinks.

With its scaled-down setting and a smaller cast, this upbeat show flows smoothly on the Marcelle Theatre’s intimate stage. Scenic designer Rob Lippert used Shakespeare’s famous Globe Theatre as his guide, and director Scott Miller builds the action on two levels.

“Something Rotten!” opened on Broadway in 2015 and received 10 Tony Award nominations, including Best Musical, with Christian Borle winning the only one, as Best Featured Actor in a Musical as William Shakespeare. This is the regional professional premiere.

Written by Karey Kirkpatrick and John O’Farrell as both a love letter to literature and a send-up of musical comedy, it never takes itself too seriously.

Karey and brother Wayne Kirkpatrick penned a clever music score and lyrics that the New Liners deliver in a zippy and zany style that has the audience engaged at “Welcome to the Renaissance,” the opening number.

The time is 1595, and William Shakespeare is an idol-like bard. Meanwhile, brothers and playwrights Nick (Chris Kernan) and Nigel (Marshall Jennings) Bottom crave the same rock-star celebrity and fame. They are desperately in need of a hit but disaster plagues their endeavors.

Then one day, Nick listens to a soothsayer, Thomas Nostradamus (not THE Nostradamus, but his neophyte nephew), who predicts that musicals will be the next big thing.

When Nostradamus guesses Shakespeare’s next hit will be “Omelette,” wackiness then ensues.

The book’s cheeky wit comes through when principals engage in wordplay and display their sterling comic timing. It’s as if everyone is winking while they are smiling.

As the downtrodden Nick, Kernan confidently leads the ensemble. A versatile performer, he delivers “God, I Hate Shakespeare” and “Bottom’s Gonna Be on Top” with aplomb and “Make an Omelette!” showcases his character’s despair and stubbornness.

An ebullient Jennings, as the talented but shy brother Nigel, works well with Kernan, and they deftly land the theater-insider quips. When conflicts arise, their clash is believable.

Jennings and Melissa Felps are a charming romantic pair. As the Puritan lass Portia, Felps is radiant, and their strong voices soar in the ballads, blending beautifully in “I Love the Way” and are bouncy in “We See the Light.”

Jason Blackburn is comical, delivering double-entendres as Portia’s overbearing, religious zealot father Brother Jeremiah, who does not approve of his daughter’s relationship.

In one of his best performances, Clayton Humburg swaggers like a rock star as the egomaniac Shakespeare, encapsulating all the preening cliches in his “Will Power” introduction and has fun with the sly references. He’s amusing in his lament, “Hard to Be the Bard.”

Carrie Wenos uses both her comedic and vocal skills as Nick’s supportive wife Bea, a burgeoning feminist, and has fun with “Right Hand Man.”

And as Nostradamus – not “THE” soothsayer but his nephew Thomas – Jeffrey Izquierdo-Malon has a daffy debut that’s part Monty Python, part Marx Brothers.

The merry ensemble – Robert Doyle as Shylock and Lord Clapham, Chris Moore as a Minstrel and Peter Quince, Mara Bollini as Francis Flute, Kent Coffel as Robin Starveling, Brittany Kohl Hester as John Snug, Ian McCreary as Tom Snout, Maggie Nold as Helena and a psychic, and Alyssa Wolf as Miranda and an astrologer — are plugged into presenting the low-brow Mel Brooks’ type humor as well as the ‘higher brow’ theatrical and Shakespearean jokes.

Music Director Mallory Golden capably conducts band members Joe Akers on trumpet, Jack Catalanotto on guitar, John Gerdes on bass, Joe Hendricks on reeds and Des Jones on percussion while she plays keyboards. The band is strategically placed under the balcony.

Sarah Porter’s playful costume design allows the performers to move while wearing such period attire as puffy pants and petticoats.

Ryan Day’s sound design and Matt Stuckel’s lighting design seamlessly enhance the action.

Choreographer Alyssa Wolf’s crisp and snappy dance routines really shine, but the standout is “A Musical,” a hilarious pastiche of Broadway hits. “It’s Eggs!” is a rib-tickler too.

By the time the show wraps up with a reprise of “To Thine Own Self” and “Welcome to America,” your sides may ache from laughing and you may notice you have been grinning for over two hours.

“Something Rotten!” is a must-see comedic gem, a well-cast, well-staged show that’s a bright spot in local theater this fall.

New Line Theatre presents “Something Rotten!” from Sept. 23 through Oct. 15, at 8 p.m. Thursdays through Saturdays, at The Marcelle Theatre, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive, in the Grand Arts District. For more information, visit www.newlinetheatre.com

Nostradamus. Photos by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

By Lynn Venhaus
Managing Editor
Stray Dog Theatre’s “Guys and Dolls” has gusto from the guys and gumption from
the dolls, giving it an extra shot of pizzazz.

This snazzy ensemble puts oomph in every song and every
scene, and the young cast provides a freshness to the material that makes this
delightful confection very charming.

One of Broadway’s most beloved golden-age classics, the 1950
Frank Loesser musical comedy is such a fixture in school and community theater
that you’d be hard-pressed to find someone who hasn’t seen it, been on a crew
or acted in it.

Nearly everyone who has a connection to the play looks back
on it fondly, as you just can’t find fault with those peppy numbers, no matter
how times have changed. The colorful characters are based on Damon Runyon’s
short stories, included in Jo Swerling’s book and polished by the renowned late
comedy writer Abe Burrows.

“Sit Down, You’re Rockin’ the Boat” – Photo by John LambGary F. Bell’s tight direction, along with Jennifer
Buchheit’s effervescent musical direction and Mike Hodges’ dynamic choreography,
has created a high-spirited production that pops with personality.

The show is not merely a blast from the past but a peppery,
spry and amusing tale of high rollers and holy rollers finding common ground in
the hustle and bustle of Times Square.

This production is distinguished by Sara Rae Womack’s bubbly Adelaide, Kevin O’Brien’s conflicted and goofy Nathan Detroit and Mike Wells’ happy-go-lucky Nicely-Nicely Johnson, whose warm tenor propels “Sit Down, You’re Rockin’ the Boat” to be the showstopper it should be.

Womack, employing a Betty Boop voice, delivers one of her
strongest performances to date as the optimistic entertainer Miss Adelaide, who
has been engaged to Nathan for 14 years. It’s complicated. Womack hits the
sweet spot giving long-suffering Adelaide sass but a genuine sincerity too. She
and the sunny O’Brien are terrific together, especially in “Sue Me.” And she is
a born showgirl leading the Hot Box Girls in “A Bushel and a Peck” and “Take
Back Your Mink.”

The Hot Box Girls. Photo by John LambWomack, O’Brien and Wells have energy to spare, and their
enthusiasm playing these roles is contagious, as are the wise-guys and Hot Box Girls
who all appear to be having fun.

The animated players Cory Frank as Benny Southstreet, Stephen Henley as Harry the Horse, Yianni Perahoritis as Angie the Ox, Bryce Miller as Rusty Charlie and Jordan Wolk as Liver Lips Louie shake the dust from dodgier versions and deliver that unique slang-antiquated dialogue splendidly. Then, there is comical Zachary Stefaniak just killing it as the imposing hustler Big Jule. He makes the most of his crap-game moments and doesn’t have to say much to elicit laughs.

The endearing guys have us at “Fugue for Tinhorns” and then
it’s crisply-staged jaunty song and dance, and joyful interactions after that –
especially a robust “The Oldest Established” and the title song, “Luck Be a
Lady.”

“Fugue for Tinhorns” Photo by John LambOn the other hand, Jayde Mitchell has a beautiful, well-trained
voice and croons his numbers with skill as cool Sky Masterson – especially “I’ll
Know” and “My Time of Day,” but doesn’t exhibit enough swagger as the debonair mobster.
 

Perky Angela Bubash, who smiles broadly on stage in every Stray
Dog Theatre musical she’s been in, appears to be playing against type as the
uptight Sarah Brown, a prim and proper spiritually-guided woman who questions
her ability to convert sinners to saints and then gets mixed up falling in love
with Sky. It’s a tough character to warm up to anyway – stiff and unyielding
until she drinks rum in Havana and softens to the charismatic bad boy, but Bubash’s
vocal range doesn’t always suit the demanding role, as displayed in “I’ve Never
Been in Love Before.”
It doesn’t help the romantic storyline that Bubash and Mitchell have zilch
chemistry on stage. She fares better with Womack in “Marry the Man Today.” And
they blend well with their groups. The Save-a-Soul Mission force is led gracefully
by Howard S. Bell as kind and warm-hearted Arvide Abernathy, Sarah’s
grandfather, whose added Irish accent is a plus. His superb rendition of “More
I Cannot Wish You” is touching and one of the highlights.

Jennifer Brown is a confident General Cartwright while Kaitlin Gant as Martha and Alyssa Durbin as Agatha are earnest Mission ‘dolls.’ However, Brown’s blocking in “Sit Down, You’re Rocking the Boat” obscures others from view.

Elizabeth Semko, Alyssa Wolf, Molly Marie Meyer and Kayla
Dressman are in sync and sparkle as the fizzy Hot Box Girls. Chris Moore is the
agitated Lt. Brannigan.

“Sit Down, You’re Rocking the Boat” showstopper. Photo by John LambThe entire ensemble hits it out of the park with “Sit Down,
You’re Rockin’ the Boat,” so that “The Happy Ending” seems just a perfunctory wrap-up,
but the musical is a jolly good time.

The large band of 11 talented musicians executed the grand
score in style and kept a lively tempo throughout, with fine work by music
director Jennifer Buchheit on piano; Joe Akers and Ron Foster on trumpet; Lea
Gerdes, Joseph Hendricks and Ian Hayden on reeds; Mallory Golden on violin, P.
Tom Hanson on trombone, Michaela Kuba on cello, M. Joshua Ryan on bass and Joe
Winters on percussion.

While it’s a space crunch because of logistics, Josh Smith’s scenic design made the cityscape tall in re-imagining Times Square on that small stage while lighting designer Tyler Duenow focused on bright lights for the city that never sleeps. Costume designer Lauren Smith captured the era well. Audio Engineer Jane Wilson’s sound was smooth.

This upbeat musical stands the test of time, and SDT has made it a refreshing summer punch. Sit back, let the world go by, and enjoy!

Stray Dog Theatre presents “Guys and Dolls” Aug. 8 – 24, with performances Thursday through Saturday at 8 p.m. at the Tower Grove Abbey, 2336 Tennessee Avenue, St. Louis 63104. Special matinee at 2 p.m. on Sunday, Aug. 18 and added evening performance on Wednesday, Aug. 21 at 8 p.m. Many shows are sold out or near sell-out, so visit the website at www.straydogtheatre.org or call 314-865-1995 for tickets or more information.

Full disclosure: the reviewer has directed two community theater productions of “Guys and Dolls,” in 1992 and 2011.

Photo by John Lamb