By Lynn Venhaus

Get ready to rock! Fans of 1980s rock ‘n roll can rejoice – they’ll be able to hear the catchy melodies of head-banging heavy metal hair bands in the delightful jukebox musical “Rock of Ages” presented with brio by Stray Dog Theatre.

Go ahead, wave your phone and sing along to those earworm choruses. If you have as much fun as the exuberant cast does performing this high-spirited, energetic mega-mix tape bonanza, you will have nothing but a good time.

Without missing a beat, this cast of characters salutes the glory days of guitar-driven music in heavy rotation on MTV, set in a Sunset Strip music club that’s an epicenter of rock-star hipness.

The time and place are The Bourbon Room, 1987. You will soon be amused by the distinctive vintage fashions and hairstyles, from leather and acid-washed jeans to neon colors and aerobics wear, accessorized by mullets, perms, feathered bangs, teased hair and fluffy blow-outs, all volumized by many cans of hairspray.

The authentic big hair looks were crafted for each character, with many wearing wigs designed with a terrific eye by Sarah Gene Dowling. Rock god Stacee Jaxx’s bleached-blond mop even had dark roots showing from underneath his teeny rhinestone-bedazzled cowboy hat.

Dawn Schmid and Clayton Humburg. Photo by Stray Dog Theatre.

Costume designer Colleen Michelson found a treasure trove of retro looks, with the women looking like they were in Pat Benatar music videos and the guys emulating roadies backstage at Van Halen concerts. They stayed in the hard rock lane, not expanding to punk or new wave, to suit the music.

Everybody involved in the show just clicked – the cast, the band, the backstage crew, and the creatives, all unified by director Justin Been’s vision and light-hearted approach.

A surprise smash hit that ran on Broadway for six years, debuting in 2009 and closing in 2015 after 2,328 performances, “Rock of Ages” garnered five Tony Award nominations, including Best Musical.

On tour, it played to enthusiastic crowds at the Fox Theatre in 2012, 2013 and 2019, eager to indulge in a cheeky, cheesy and irreverent blast from the past. Its first two stops that I attended in St. Louis were raucous celebrations of that golden era that pumped up the crowd.

But Tower Grove Abbey’s stage allows for a more intimate feeling, an opportunity for sincere interactions while the house band on stage is shredding guitar licks and demonstrating their technical skills.

Led by music director Mallory Golden on keyboards, Jonathan Beck and Johnny Reitano play guitars, M. Joshua Ryan is on bass, and Jake Luebbert on percussion. The music fills the house but doesn’t overpower the singers.

Much like the clever way the songs of ABBA were woven through two acts of the global hit “Mamma Mia!”, some of classic rock’s biggest bands allowed their power ballads and rock anthems to be used as the soundtrack – including Bon Jovi, Foreigner, Journey, REO Speedwagon, Poison, Styx, and Twisted Sister, with arrangements and orchestrations by Ethan Popp. There are more than two dozen hits incorporated into the very slim plot.

Naturally, the show-stopping upbeat and joyous finale is none other than Journey’s 1981 “Don’t Stop Believin,’ the cultural phenomenon that is now officially the “biggest song of all time,” (so says Forbes because it’s an 18-time platinum-certified single and holds the record for the most digital downloads of the 20th century.)

But the show is no amateur karaoke night. It features some of the best vocals you’ll likely hear on local stages all year. As their scorching solos indicate, Drew Mizell and Dawn Schmid soar — especially his “Oh Sherrie” by Journey and “I Wanna Rock” by Twisted Sister, and her “Harden My Heart” by Quarterflash..

Their harmonies are well-integrated in their duets, especially supergroup Damn Yankees power ballad “High Enough” and Survivor’s “The Search is Over.”  

It’s a testament to their talent and vocal prowess that you feel like you are hearing some of these songs in a new and meaningful way, and wow, can they belt. One of their heartfelt medleys is Warrant’s “Heaven,” Extreme’s “More Than Words” and Mr. Big’s “To Be with You.”

Dawn Schmid and Drew Mizell. Photo by Stray Dog Theatre.

The story by Chris D’Arienzo is silly, but it doesn’t matter if it’s as predictable as Axel Rose’s arrogance and a “Dynasty” catfight between Joan Collins and Linda Evans because of its nostalgic pull.

Throwing a wrench into this made-for-each-other couple is Stacee Jaxx, a caricature of the egomaniac rock star, whose moves on Sherrie will lead to all sorts of problems. Clayton Humburg, giving off major swagger and cool-guy wannabe vibes, knows how to play the role leaning into its absurdity. He is not the sharpest tool in the shed, particularly when under the influence.

The trio team up for enjoyable renditions of Foreigner’s “Waiting for a Girl Like You” and “I Want to Know What Love Is,” plus Bon Jovi’s “Wanted: Dead or Alive,” and a blend of Asia’s “Heat of the Moment” with Joan Jett and the Blackhearts’ “I Hate Myself for Loving You.”

Comic relief comes in the form of German developers Hertz (Jacob Wilkinson) and his son Franz (Luke A. Smith), who want to take over the block to redevelop the area and are met with fiery resistance by activist Regina and her cohorts.

Regina is a firecracker played by Sarah Polizzi, whose flair for broad over-the-top comedy fits well here. She’s a daffy disruptor with good intentions. She and Franz connect, and that is one funny coupling, especially when he sings Pat Benatar’s “Hit Me with Your Best Shot.” She also leads the ensemble in Twisted Sister’s spirited rebel yell “We’re Not Gonna Take It.”

Bradley Bliven and Jeffrey M. Wright. Photo by Stray Dog Theatre.

Jaded club owner Dennis Dupree, played by the ever-reliable Jeffrey Wright, is a street-smarts guy who has seen some things and knows some things, and rocks a sweet mullet. He’s a good match with his loyal sound guy, scene-stealer Lonny, who is portrayed by the breakout star in his Stray Dog debut, Bradley Bliven.

Bliven is charming and very funny in the dual role of narrator and secondary lead character, which features a bromance between Dennis and Lonny where they sing REO Speedwagon’s “Can’t Fight This Feeling” as a hilarious duet.

An appealing aspect of the show is that Lonny can mock the era with self-deprecating humor while offering a running commentary on what’s happening, breaking the fourth wall in a way that gets big laughs. And in today’s lingo, is very meta in its awareness.

He opens the show, with the ensemble’s lively take on Quiet Riot’s cover of “Cum on Feel the Noize” (oh, the misspellings of these titles!), then leads into David Lee Roth’s post-Van Halen “Just Like Paradise” and Poison’s “Nothin’ but a Good Time” with Dennis and Drew too.

The Velvet Room is an adjacent men’s club with Jade Anaiis as a soulful Mama Justice, the wise and benevolent earth mama to her girl workers. She sings Def Leppard’s “Pour Some Sugar on Me” with Sherrie and Lonny.

Sarah Polizzi and Ruben Medina-Perez. Photo by Stray Dog Theatre.

The versatile ensemble features Sara Rae Womack as Waitress #1, Corrinna Redford as Ja’Keith Gill, and Ruben Medina-Perez as Joey Primo.

The company kicks it up a notch for their vigorous group numbers, including the first act closer “Here I Go Again” by Whitesnake and second act opening “The Final Countdown” by arena rockers Europe.

As he always does, choreographer Mike Hodges wonderfully captures the time-capsule dance moves and the theatrical poses of those popular aerobics’ videotapes.

Rob Lippert created a lived-in atmosphere in his effective scenic design, cleverly adding height where it was needed, and the staging was enhanced by lighting designer Tyler Duenow’s illumination.

Whether ‘80s music is your jam, you lived through the decade or just enjoy a party-like atmosphere with a non-stop hit parade of jukebox heroes, “Rock of Ages” is a whole lotta fun and packed with many performance highlights.

Few things in life are as mood-lifting as impromptu sing-alongs with a room full of strangers, all singing out with glee (and not realizing you know the lyrics already!), bobbing your heads and smiling with great joy. Rock on!

Stray Dog Theatre’s production of “Rock of Ages” is being presented April 3 to April 26, with performances Thursday, Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., and special matinees on Sundays, April 6 and 13 at 2 p.m. All performances take place at the Tower Grove Abbey, 2336 Tennessee Avenue, St. Louis. The show’s run-time is 2 hours and 15 minutes, with a 10-minute intermission, and is for mature audiences. For tickets or more information, visit www.straydogtheatre.org.

By Lynn Venhaus

Madness takes its toll, yes siree, so who needs fantasy to free you? If you are yearning for a time slip, step back into another dimension and do the Time Warp again!

After all, in 2025, many of us are craving an escape, especially after a very long dreary winter and escalating chaos in the world. What better way than to join like-minded theatregoers and be entertained in a feel-good another-world way? (At least, if you can’t afford a tropical vacation).

The enduring much-revered fan-favorite musical “The Rocky Horror Show” is being produced by New Line Theatre after the company first staged the daring cult smash hit 23 years ago.

But it’s not a rewind. This time, a playful cast interprets the original live stage show, which varies slightly from the raucous cult classic 1975 movie “The Rocky Horror Picture Show,” and may provide a fresh perspective in this changing current climate (as in catch it now before Missouri legislators may outlaw it).

Fifty-two years ago, Richard O’Brien created “The Rocky Horror Show” as a satire for what was happening with the post-60s sexual revolution – that ye olde ‘sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll’ era and repurposing the Frankenstein legend.

Katie Orr as Magenta. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

He wrote the music, lyrics and book. O’Brien’s snarky cocktail of tongue-in-cheek, wink-wink behavior, a pre-punk glitter rock concert, and plenty of sexual innuendo were mixed with a homage to old horror and sci-fi B-movies (Think Ed Wood meets The New York Dolls). It caught fire as a London stage production in 1973.

The musical’s book is keen on comedy, so the suggestive one-liners are abundant and so are the flying freak flags in Transexual Transylvania. After all, it was always meant to be tawdry and tacky.

New Line’s production attempts to re-ignite the fervor for sassy and saucy iconic characters who proudly live their life out loud (but in a spooky setting that erupts into dance parties at will).

For the uninitiated, the story follows the transgressive space explorer Dr. Frank N. Furter, his fellow aliens, his Creature, and a few hapless humans.

Todd Schaefer as Frank. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Todd Schaefer, who played Brad Majors in New Line’s 2002 endeavor, returns as the wickedly naughty, sexually ambiguous, mad scientist Dr. Frank N. Furter. He leans into the kitschy, campy vibe, confidently strutting in risqué leather and asserting that he is the master of his domain in “Sweet Transvestite.”

Schaefer, who has appeared in 14 shows with the company, grabs hold of the spotlight and delivers his audacious come-ons and comebacks with charming zest and perfect timing. In the second act, he brings the house down with the power ballad “I’m Going Home” after lamenting in “Don’t Dream It, Be It.”

Also standing out were Brittany Kohl and Rafael DaCosta, who earnestly play the lost, scared and confused newly engaged couple Janet Weiss and Brad Majors, a nubile ingenue and her nerdy preppy who are mocked for their naivete and later are energized by their sexual awakening (mostly in the dark, as told in narration).

Their strong voices blend beautifully, especially in “Super Heroes,” and while projecting their characters’ cluelessness in “Damn It, Janet” and “Over at the Frankenstein Place,” they display a sweet innocence together.

Many times, you see people over-exaggerating these roles, but Kohl and DaCosta offer endearing sincere portrayals. And then sure have fun in the second act. Brittany spryly handles “Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me” while Rafael offers a poignant “Once in a While” (cut from the movie).

Another actor having a blast from the past is Christopher Strawhun as doomed biker-greaser Eddie in his raucous solo “Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?” and in a dual role, playing serious expert Dr. Scott, who sings the peppy “Eddie’s Teddy.”

A blonde Zachary Thompson is a bold and brave boy-toy using his physicality as the freshly minted lab Creature, wearing only a skimpy gold lame G-string, and running all over the stage. He delivers a brisk “The Sword of Damocles.” In the second act, I was worried about his very hard fall landing, for he was giving 100% in his characterization.

Brittany Kohl and Rafael Da Costa as Janet and Brad. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Katie Orr as Magenta and Tori Shea Cole as Columbia go full glam rock. Orr sets the mysterious mood with the opening “Science Fiction/Double Feature.” She joins her brother Riff-Raff and Columbia on the frisky “The Time Warp.”

I’ve seen the stage show where they have added ensemble characters, called “The Phantoms,” to provide more singers and dancers for the group numbers. But co-directors Scott Miller and Chris Moore have kept the original 9-person ensemble intact.

The butler/handyman Riff-Raff, who is loyal to but also resentful of Frank, usually has a sinister quality. Sporting an androgynous look, Bee Mercer’s interpretation varies from the typical characterization, and while sometimes menacing, acts less creepy and more bizarre.

In another departure, she didn’t develop a strange alien-like voice but uses one like the strange butler Lurch in “The Addams Family.” But everyone presents their own interpretation, as actors tend to do, and not be carbon copies of past performers.

The narrator is crisply played, in authoritative, somber fashion, by Chelsie Johnston, a multi-hyphenate who also choreographed and assisted directing the show.

Christopher Strawhun and Tori Shea Cole as Eddie and Columbia. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindbergh

Making sure the musical numbers keep a lively beat is music director Randon Lane. He superbly conducted a robust 5-man band – John Gerdes on bass, Adam Rugo on guitar, Brandon Thompson on saxophone, Clancy Newell on drums and Jason Eschhofen on second keyboard, while he is pounding away with the driving verve of Jerry Lee Lewis. I enjoyed the sax addition.

It helps that the sound design by Ryan Day is flawless, and use of the hand-held microphones stationed on stands lining the runway was a terrific idea. A new lighting designer, Jack Kalan, had to deal with a multitude of cues, blacking out the room on several occasions, and only highlighting specific people at times using the broader expanse of the Marcelle for entrances and exits.

“The Rocky Horror Show,” and by extension, the movie version, has always been a pop culture rite of passage, enticing with its spicy blend of Halloween Party, drag show, and midnight movie madness.

Those of us old enough to be part of the Varsity Theatre’s midnight screenings in the Delmar Loop during its 1977 and 1978 glory days can wax nostalgic on the experience. The former movie house, now Vintage Vinyl, was one of the first 30 theatres in the U.S. to show “The Rocky Horror Picture Show.”

The movie began showing as a regular feature in March 1976, then a midnight movie on occasional weekends for the rest of that year and through 1977. By May of 1978, it became the regular weekend midnight movie and played until the theatre closed in 1988.

People fondly recall those packed houses and how shenanigans ensued. It’s a touchstone akin to the Mississippi River Festival and the old Busch Stadium II nostalgia that Boomers love to wallow in (including me).

For a time, the Tivoli Theatre programmed the picture, especially during the Halloween season, and usually featured a shadow cast to mimic the action on the big screen. One could purchase a bag of the props, so you didn’t have to bring them from home.

Now, “Rocky Horror” has reached four generations! Its message of acceptance and acknowledging personal freedom continues to resonate.

It doesn’t matter if you are a first-timer or a super-fan, you’ll be able to ease into the festive party atmosphere because the audience always has as much fun as the performers on stage (although it varies from the midnight movie phenomenon’s interactive encouragement).

Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

A warning – this version is non-participatory, so no singing along, shouting out or tossing objects, so leave your toast, rice, toilet paper, noisemakers, and other props at home.

Signs placed around The Marcelle remind everyone to enjoy watching the two acts, which last about 1 hour, 45 minutes, and if opening night is an indication, with a spirited crowd. You can, however, dress in costume.

For New Line Theatre’s 99th show in 33 years, scenic designer Rob Lippert has created a modest set for maximum movement, with a runway allowing ample flexibility for the characters to cavort, and scaffolding acting like floors of the castle. An old-timey Coca-Cola cooler becomes a de facto lab.

Costume designer Erin Goodenough has outfitted everyone in what would be considered eccentric standard looks for Rocky Horror, including many pairs of fishnet stockings. A surprising number of sequins went into sparkly attire for character transformations in the finale.

These days, a rebel yell is good for the soul, as more conservative views sweep the land, wishing life were a ‘50s sitcom dream. Anyone not wanting to conform to outdated social mores and go back, those who can take a joke, could get fired up at “The Rocky Horror Show.” Just saying.

New Line Theatre presents “The Rocky Horror Show” from Feb. 27 to March 22, on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays at 8 p.m. at the Marcelle Theatre, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive, three blocks east of Grand. The show has adult themes and is for mature audiences only. For more information: www.newlinetheatre.com.

Photo by Jill Ritter Lindbergh.

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 pair of farce specialists aim for over-the-top in spectacular style in “Ruthless! The Musical,” a kitschy, campy stage mom-showbiz melodramatic throwdown that emphasizes big – in ambition, voices, and stylistic flourishes.

Very funny Sarah Gene Dowling and Sarajane Clark trade wits as the clashing divas who challenge each other in this small-scale musical spoof. It features an all-female cast and a scheming fame-obsessed jazz-hands kid.

This is the first pairing of the Stray Dog Theatre favorites – think Bea Arthur and Angela Lansbury in “Mame,” and they easily affect an exaggerated form of movie-star acting that’s part early soap opera, part “Saturday Night Live” and “The Carol Burnett Show” sketch imitations.

The silliness is carefully controlled chaotic fun, deftly directed by veteran Justin Been, as Stray Dog continues its penchant for broad comic material resembling the Charles Busch plays that they’ve previously produced: “Psycho Beach Party,” “Red Scare on Sunset,” “Die, Mommy, Die!” and “Vampire Lesbians of Sodom.” 

Dowling, looking like she stepped out of the pages of “Ladies’ Home Journal,” is stereotypical ‘50s housewife Judy Denmark, who answers her always-ringing landline by identifying herself as “Tina’s Mom.”

Any similarities with super moms of that golden era – Donna Reed, Harriet Nelson, Jane Wyatt and Barbara Billingsley — is intentional.

Sarajane Clark, Sarah Gene Dowling and Laura Kyro in ‘Ruthless!” Photo by John Lamb.

In scenic designer Rob Lippert’s carefully appointed mid-century modern home decked out in canary yellow, Judy keeps it spotless by her obsessive house-cleaning. Judy professes to be content, and a running gag is her affection for Pledge furniture spray.

But when a mysterious talent agent, Sylvia St. Croix, rings her doorbell, things are going to take a few turns. As Sylvia, Clark, who can out-Joan Crawford anyone, conjures bygone Hollywood glamour through stunning black-and-white outfits, complete with matching hats and turbans.

Costume designer Colleen Michelson has assembled an outstanding panoply of Audrey Hepburn-worthy ensembles for Clark, and Dowling’s retro floral print dress is perfection.

But some of the other women’s dresses are too short or ill-fitting, such as Eve’s tight emerald-green dress that she keeps tugging at while she’s flitting about.

You know this is going to be a wacky romp by reading the program: “Please Note: This production contains smoke effects, replica firearms, loud noises, and children doing very bad things. Viewer discretion is advised.”

In a daffy debut, Finley Mohr is poised as chipper “8-year-old” Tina, who won’t let anyone stand in the way of her becoming a star. When she isn’t cast as Pippi Longstocking in her school musical, hell hath no fury like a sociopathic stage brat spurned.

Is she another “The Bad Seed” who looks like Little Orphan Annie? For she takes aim at her rival, Louise Lerman, played with comedic flair by Sarah Lantsberger as a far less talented kid. Louise’s parents secured her the lead through third-grade teacher Miss Myrna Thorn, and nimble performer Anna Langdon is the very dramatic instructor who is also a conniving and frustrated actress.

Laura Kyro goes all in as haughty Lita Encore, a self-important theater critic who hates musicals – and pours her loathing, Ethel Merman-style, into an “I Hate Musicals” number. When she shows up to review “Pippi in Tahiti,” we learn she has ties to the Denmarks. Dun dun duuun!

Sarah Gene Dowling and Finley Mohr. Photo by John Lamb.

These bizarre six degrees of separation are revealed at various times, giving the feeling of whiplash, and old-timey melodramas that once were staged on showboats. The plethora of plot twists are a mix of destiny and flimsy fictional tropes.

Before the first act wraps, we discover Judy is the daughter of Ruth Del Marco, a Broadway star who supposedly took her own life after a scathing review by Lita. Turns out the talentless Judy discovers her gifts and becomes a very different character in the second act.

The book and lyrics by Joel Paley and music by Marvin Laird are a blend of John Waters snark, Douglas Sirk 1950s ‘women’s pictures’ and nods to “All About Eve,” “Gypsy,” and other show-bizzy tales.

The show debuted off-Broadway in 1992, then was revised in 2015 into a streamlined 90-minute version without an intermission. This production is performed in two acts, with a 10-minute intermission, and is more than 2 hours’ long, which drags out the jokes.

The second act takes place in a New York City penthouse, where vainglorious prima donna Ginger Del Marco (Dowling) is ensconced with her manipulative assistant Eve (Lantsberger).

Del Marco is free of the constraints of being a wife and mother, for Tina has been sent away to the Daisy Clover School for Psychopathic Ingenues. Ginger has won a Tony Award and has become devious and insufferable in her narcissism.

The supporting women come and go, playing various characters – and it’s best to be surprised by the identities and ensuing shenanigans.

The six females are all belters and have big Patti LuPone moments to sing out, mostly tongue-in-cheek style. Clark’s signature number “Talent” is reprised with the confident Mohr, whose cutthroat showbiz aspirations are the point of “Born to Entertain” and “To Play This Part.” The beaming Mohr can tap dance too, and Sara Rae Womack handled the choreography,

Laura Kyro, Sarah Gene Dowling, Sarah Lantsberger, Finley Mohr, Anna Langdon and Sarajane Clark. Photo by John Lamb.

Dowling and Mohr work well as the mother-daughter duo, and feign affection in “Kisses and Hugs,” “Angel Mom” (with Sylvia) and “Parents and Children.”

Clark teams up with Dowling on “Where Tina Gets It From” and delivers a Cruella de Ville-type number “I Want the Girl.”

Each character has at least one showcase number – Langdon on “Teaching Third Grade,” and Lantsberger on “A Penthouse Apartment” as Eve and “The Pippi Song” as Louise.

Musical director Randon Lane sleekly leads the four-piece band: Mike Hansen on percussion, M. Joshua Ryan on bass, Mary Jewell Wiley on reeds, and he’s on keyboards. Been has doubled as sound designer, and his snippets of swelling-strings movie scores add to the atmosphere, as does Tyler Duenow lighting designs.

“Ruthless!” is brash in its trashy escapades, with pleasing production elements that involved creative collaboration. Designed to tip its hat to the showbiz dreams all theater-loving folks grew up on, the peppery parody is performed with noteworthy zeal by blithe spirits. The sharp six are clearly having a blast playing together in the sandbox.

Dowling, Mohr, Clark. Photo by John Lamb.

Stray Dog Theatre presents “Ruthless! The Musical” from Aug. 1-24 at the Tower Grove Abbey, 2336 Tennessee Avenue, St. Louis. Showtimes are Thursdays through Saturdays at 8 p.m., with additional performances at 2 p.m. Sunday, Aug. 11, and Sunday, Aug. 18. Gated parking is available. For more information and ticket reservations, call 314-865-1995 or visit www.straydogtheatre.org.

Accessible Performances — ASL Interpretation: The 8/2, 8/9, 8/16, and 8/23 performances will be presented with ASL interpretation by students from Southwestern Illinois College. ASL interpreted performances are suitable for audience members who are deaf, deafened, or have hearing loss. They can also be valuable for people who are learning ASL.

By Lynn Venhaus

Winning performances enliven a slickly produced “Ripcord” that sprinkles poignant moments among well-executed broad physical humor.

In the vein of classic sitcoms like “The Golden Girls” and the evergreen Neil Simon smash hit “The Odd Couple,” Stray Dog Theatre’s latest play is relatable because of a finely tuned ensemble convincing in a clash of temperaments and wills.

This 2015 comedy from the acclaimed playwright David Lindsay-Abaire is not as emotionally gut-wrenching as his Pulitzer-Prize winning drama “Rabbit Hole,” or as piercing as his social commentary “Good People,” but its familiar beats entertain.

Last year’s Tony winner for Best Book and Score (Lyrics) of a Musical for “Kimberly Akimbo,” Lindsay-Abaire has adapted “Shrek” and “Cinderella” into hit musicals with a populist flair.

Sprightly Annie Bayer and Jan Mantovani play the two warring widows at the center of this good-natured work, keeping a brisk pace with graceful movements and snappy banter.

Matt Anderson, Donna Parrone, Jan Mantovani. Photo by John Lamb.

Mantovani is delightful as an endlessly chipper Marilyn whose sunniness annoys the perpetually grouchy Abby (Bayer), her new roommate at an assisted living center. They deliver zingers with aplomb as their differences and life stories emerge.

However, because Abby is such a prickly personality and unrelentingly dour, Bayer’s character comes across as more one-note, but she will have opportunities to provide some backstory context to her behavior.

It’s obvious from how it’s written that one is immediately drawn to the agreeable Marilyn and unsympathetic to the constantly complaining Abby, who doesn’t play well with others.

When Abby exhausts the conventional means to have Marilyn moved to a different room, the pair lay their cards on the table. They make a bet with each other, with the prize this plum second-floor real estate. Marilyn can have the bed closest to the window overlooking a park if Abby makes her angry, and she’ll move out if she can scare Abby.

The dirty tricks escalate – some hurtful and mean – until a winner is declared. While the sweet-and-sour duo play off against each other well, it is the addition of sharp supporting players that swiftly moves the story along.

Victor Mendez is the pleasant aide Scotty, an aspiring actor, who connects the dots to the facility’s staff and procedures. Donna Parrone is Marilyn’s loving daughter, Colleen, and Matt Anderson is her goofy but well-meaning husband Derek. They’re supportive and assist with the schemes.

Jan Mantovani, Jeremy Goldmeier. Photo by John Lamb.

Anderson and Parrone also humorously double as part of a very theatrical trio of actors trying to frighten people at a bargain-basement haunted house. Jeremy Goldmeier joins them in this wildly overzealous troupe. He also adroitly flips the switch as Benjamin, Abby’s estranged son.

Their expert comic timing is a plus as slapstick-y shenanigans are nimbly staged.

Gary F. Bell skillfully directs in a light-hearted style, emphasizing humorous exchanges and surprising developments. The pranks look fun to pull off, and the actors keep the action fresh and the element of surprise genuine.

Rob Lippert’s set design depicts a standard double-bed room, with ubiquitous institutional décor, and has smoothly indicated scene changes involving a haunted house and skydiving experience.

Costume designer Colleen Michelson has selected appropriate casual attire for each character, and Tyler Duenow’s lighting design is effective.

Of special note is Justin Been’s sound design, which is a tad more complicated than one would think, given the play’s simple senior living setting. But he masterfully weaves in authentic sounds incorporating skydiving and a dramatic spooky scenario, not to mention a music score that compliments the story.

The cast engages and the crew’s efforts to polish this production are evident. The play may lack the substance featured in Lindsay-Abaire’s other works, but it satisfies because of an earnest team caring to make it personal.

Stray Dog Theatre presents “Ripcord” from June 6 to June 22, on Thursdays through Fridays at 8 p.m., with a special matinee at 2 p.m. on Sunday, June 16, at the Tower Grove Abbey, 2336 Tennessee Avenue, Saint Louis, MO 63104. Gated Parking.

Tickets: Adults $35 / Seniors (65+) & Students $30 (Cash/Checks/All Major Credit Cards). Additional Information and Ticket Reservations: Call (314) 865-1995 or visit www.straydogtheatre.org. Box Office/Will Call opens 1 hour prior to performance. Tower Grove Abbey is a “general seating” theatre.

Matt Anderson, Victor Mendez, Jan Mantovani, Annie Bayer. Photo by John Lamb.

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

A sweet-and-salty nutty mixed bag of brash gal pals and scummy exes who didn’t deserve them, “Sweet Potato Queens” sets a table for women to be proud and live out loud, no matter their lot in life.

With the exalted Boss Queen in the house, and members of the audience adorned with tiaras, sequins and neon pink feather boas, a spirited crowd – including the real inspirations behind some of the colorful characters – was in a feisty Saturday night mood to partake in the sassy and saucy Southern rock musical, “Sweet Potato Queens.”

If you are unfamiliar with the SPQ national movement, founder Jill Conner Browne and her closest friends in Jackson, Miss., have been empowering women since 1982. A New York Times’ bestselling author, she has spawned 6,200 registered Sweet Potato Queens chapters in 37 countries around the world.

New Line Theatre is producing the musical’s regional premiere, which is attracting appearances by Sweet Potato Queens and the creative people behind the musical, which debuted in 2016 in Houston and so far, has only been performed four other times.

The plucky material blends Southern prototype ‘girl power’ settings like “Designing Women” and “Mama’s Family,” and pink-collar components to “Steel Magnolias,” “Sex and the City,” and “The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood” for a frothy ‘you go, girl’ energy shot.

Talichia Noah as Jill Conner Browne. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg..

These are belles without a cotillion, no sorority sisters in sight, but they’ve bonded in silly and sublime ways, thanks to going through some things. Directors Scott Miller and Tony L. Marr Jr. make a point to bring out the humanity amid a carnival environs.

On March 9, the regal Browne and her entourage made grand entrances in sparkly outfits at The Marcelle, and upon introduction before the show, she regaled the crowd with the origins of her girls’ group in a very funny warm welcome. Their first appearance in a St. Patrick’s Day parade is a hoot (Google it!).

A woman who grabs life with gusto and lives by the tagline, “Be Particular,” Browne is the author of nine books, starting with “Sweet Potato Queens’ Book of Love” in 1999, then “God Save the Sweet Potato Queens” in 2001, followed by “The Sweet Potato Queens’ Big-Ass Cookbook and Financial Planner” in 2003, and including “Sweet Potato Queens’ Field Guide to Men: Every Man I Love Is Either Married, Gay, or Dead” in 2004,  “The Sweet Potato Queens’ Guide to Raising Children for Fun and Profit” in 2008, and “Fat is the New 30: The Sweet Potato Queens’ Guide to Coping with (the crappy parts of) Life” in 2012.

While many fans are primarily middle-aged and middle-class women, many chapters have people from all walks of life, and all promote positive thinking and self-esteem. Browne says the SPQ movement is to inspire “all of us to do what makes our hearts sing,” and that’s the opening number of the show.

While the uninitiated may think the spotlighted women fall into Southern stereotypes, it is wise not to go there, for do not underestimate their wit, smarts, and resilience. These are not tsk-tsk yokels from another branch of the family tree or plucked fresh from the cabbage patch to be laughed at – you will laugh with them because they find out who they are and are OK with that.

Jeffrey M. Wright as Tyler and Talichia Noah. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Brown refers to her first husband as the anti-Christ, and if he’s anything resembling Jeffrey M. Wright’s woeful dirtbag Tyler, whoa.

Wright is such a polished, likeable performer that at first, it’s hard to adjust accepting him as a sleazeball, but he oozes unctuousness in his ladies-man encounters and is slick as this low-life liar that’s not smart enough to be convincing in his ruses (and he has a couple dandy ones). Yes, it’s called acting, and he showed his range.

Meanwhile, his long-suffering wife, Jill Conner Browne, played by good-natured Talichia Noah, is at her wit’s end, and finally musters enough dignity and self-determination to break free from the ‘stand by your man’ mantra.

She does so as part of a playful quartet with her three lively BFFS, all named Tammy. Of course! They introduce themselves in the cheeky “It’s Me” and spunky “SPQ-tiful,” and give Jill advice in the ballad “Make a Wish.”

A consummate pro, Ann Hier Brown is a revelation as firecracker “Too Much Tammy,” with heaping helpings of street smarts and in-your-face bravado. She dives into the amusing second act opener “Funeral Food” with abundant zest.

Another veteran, Mara Bollini, sashays with attitude as Floozie Tammy, uninhibited in “One Last Kiss” and spills the sweet tea on her sexual escapades. Brown, Bollini and Noah are a force on “The Only Thing I Know.”

Aarin Kamphoefner leads “Mad Dog Twenty Twenty.” Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Victoria Pines completes the Tammy trio, as Flower Tammy, an abused wife who leans on her friends about her predicament. She displays her terrific vocal skills in the poignant ballad “Cherries in the Snow.”

The show’s standout this performance was Aarin Kamphoefner as George, going beyond the cliches as a beacon of hard-fought self-acceptance, and a caring friend to the girls – no judgment, just reassurance.

He has fun leading “Mad Dog Twenty-Twenty” as a good time song. Comfortable in his skin as a queer in the deep South, George, a good listener, has something to say, and Kamphoefner shines, tugging at our heartstrings reprising “It’s Me.”

Performing on March 9, while the real “TammyGeorge” was sitting in the front row, he deserved a standing ovation for pouring his heart out in an emotionally vulnerable solliloquy while a patron’s cell phone was audible and wasn’t immediately turned off. Kamphoefner held composure and drew everyone into his character’s truth. Bravo!

Portraying the concerned parents dispensing homespun wisdom are Bethany Barr as Mama and Kent Coffel as Daddy. Coffel also has a couple different minor roles, and always shows his versatility as a local MVP. He kindheartedly reprises “Do What Makes Your Heart Sing” several times.

The music is composed by Melissa Manchester, a longtime singer, songwriter and actress, who has been active since the 1970s. She first came to prominence as one of Bette Midler’s back-up singers, “The Harlettes.”

Noah and Kent Coffel. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Some of her career highlights include her first smash hit “Midnight Blue” (recently a music video duet with Dolly Parton!), her Grammy-nominated performance of Peter Allen’s “Don’t Cry Out Loud,” and co-writer with Kenny Loggins on his collaboration with Stevie Nicks “Whenever I Call You Friend.” She won a Grammy in 1983 for “You Should Hear How She Talks About You.”

As an actress, she played Maddy Russo on the TV show “Blossom” 1993-95, and last year played Mrs. Brice on the first national tour of “Funny Girl.”

Fun fact: Her solo 1984 concert at the Fabulous Fox Theatre here was my first review assignment from a St Louis Globe-Democrat editor.

Lyrics are by country songwriter Sharon Vaughn, who has penned hits for Randy Travis, Reba McEntire, Patty Loveless, Kenny Rogers and others. Her big breakthrough in 1976 was with the Waylon Jennings hit “My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys,” which Willie Nelson covered for the 1979 Robert Redford movie “The Electric Horseman.” She was inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame in 2018.

With two women writing the female-forward songs, the numbers flavor the characters’ arc with a range of earnest emotions, what the characters are feeling at the time. The music has a peppy ‘60s girl-group vibe, with a splash of the self-acceptance of Tracy Turnblad in “Hairspray” and the boldness to be who you are of “Kinky Boots.”

“Five” is a showstopper, detailing Brown’s list for five men you must have in your life at all times: 1. Someone who can fix things 2. Someone you can dance with 3. Someone you can talk to 4. Someone who can pay for things (so you’re not paying their share) and 5. Someone to have great sex with. That about covers it, wouldn’t you say?

The Tammys and Jill. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

The band is tight, with seasoned New Line regulars John Gerdes on electric bass, Clancy Newell on percussion and Adam Rugo on electric guitar, and they are joined by Brandon Thompson on reeds, Nikki Ervin on keyboard, and conductor Dr. Tim Amukele on keyboard as well.

The enormity of the vocal load the lead must carry is daunting, as Jill must sing solo: “Do What Makes Your Heart Sing,” “Southern Side of Jackson,” “All That Matters,” and “To Be Queen,” and duos with Mama in “Sears,” Tyler in “We Had Some Good Times,” and the others in ensemble pieces. With that much to sing, Noah struggled at times, and her voice seemed strained because of the role’s demands the farther the show progressed. Perhaps Amukele’s guidance will help on the rough spots. But even for the most accomplished vocalist, that’s a herculean effort.

The book By Rupert Holmes lovingly spotlights the characters for their strength, grace under pressure, and their willingness to be audacious. Holmes won multiple Tony Awards for the book music and lyrics, all solo acknowledgements, for “The Mystery of Edwin Drood.” He’s known for the pop song “Escape (The Pina Colada Song).”

According to press material, “The team continues to work on the show. The St. Louis production will be the fifth production of the show so far.” While entertaining, it does appear to be a work in progress, and the rough-around-the-edges effort is well-meaning and good-hearted, but some tightening up would make it zing.

Rob Lippert’s minimal set design emphasizes the vibrant spirit of the production, with the iconic pink sunglasses as a major focal point. Matt Stuckel and Ryan Day capably handled the lighting and sound.

Ann Hier Brown and Mara Bollini. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

Zachary Phelps designed the flashy and curvy baby-doll SPQ anthem costumes as well as the everyday attire of the cast. The shiny pink-and-green outfits look like a vamped-up creation crossing “Amazon Women of the Moon” with “Barbarella” and John Waters’ movies.

For anyone who has experienced dreams-deferred, “Sweet Potato Queens” is a reminder to believe in your potential and stay true to your ideals. It does so with an energetic mindset, a desire to spread goodwill, and a celebratory, humorous spirit. After all, real queens adjust each other’s crowns.

Addendum: To follow in the footsteps of other SPQs across the land, Browne recommends Revlon® “Love That Pink” lipstick, flowing red wigs, and majorette boots. They wore green hand-me-down ball gowns and tiaras for their first St. Patrick’s Day Parade, and said when she discovered she lived near Vardaman, Miss., the self-proclaimed Sweet Potato Capital of the World, that was all it took to offer herself as the queen for the farmers’ annual festival.

Bethany Barr as Mama. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

New Line Theatre presents “Sweet Potato Queens” from Feb. 29 to March 23, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays at 8 p.m. at the Marcelle Theater, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive.

Tickets are $25 for adults and $20 for students/seniors for the preview; and $30 for adults and $25 for students/seniors for all other performances. To charge tickets by phone, call MetroTix at 314-534-1111 or visit the Fox Theatre box office or the MetroTix website.

For more information about discounts, visit the website: www.newlinetheatre.com

The Queen herself, Jill Conner Browne. Lynn Venhaus Photo.
Sweet Potato Queens in the audience March 9. Lynn Venhaus Photo.

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
When Haskell Harelik, born Chatzkell Garehlik in Belarus, first steps off the boat in the port of Galveston, Texas, in 1909, actor Dustin Lane Petrillo beams with both joy and wonder.

That sense of liberty, breathing free on our teeming American shore, is palpable, and brings to mind how many other journeys of generations we know about, making “The Immigrant” a universal story that couldn’t be timelier.

This one is specific to Texas following the Russian Revolution. Pograms during those events spurred Haskell to emigrate as part of the Galveston Movement, as one of about 10,000 Eastern European Jews who arrived there 1907-14, arranged by a businessman to alleviate the overcrowding and poor living conditions on the lower east side of New York City.

This fresh New Jewish Theatre production, for the third time in its 25-year history, offers a warm, intimate connection that says as much about our common ground as humans as it does about hope and dreams.

Perceptively directed by Rebekah Scallet, this moving true story is awe-inspiring in its simplicity and eloquence, heart-tugging in its splendid character portrayals by an outstanding quartet, and masterly in its technical achievements.

Playwright Mark Harelik’s richly textured family drama, first produced in 1985, has an absorbing ebb and flow over eight decades, but mainly concentrates on his tempest-tossed grandfather’s early struggles to survive in a foreign land and then eventually succeed in living his American Dream.

Petrillo’s exceptional range as Haskell – and exemplary command of Yiddish — is first shown as a poor, tired, and parched peddler, selling bananas for a penny apiece when he nearly collapses from the heat in front of the Perry’s home in Hamilton, Texas. Wary of the stranger, banker Milton Perry lets him get water from their well, while his tender-hearted wife Ima wants to offer more help to the lost soul in their midst, and their paths will cross again.

David Wassilak, Dustin Lane Petrillo. Photo by Jon Gitchoff.

As the Perrys, David Wassilak and Mindy Shaw mirror the mindsets of the day, suspicious and fearful of “the other,” but are won over by Haskell’s charm and work ethic. When Milton sees Haskell’s papers and discovers he’s a Russian Jew, his prejudice flares up, but the young man is so earnest, he wins over the locals.

Because of Milton’s position, he’s willing to help set up Haskell in a more stable enterprise – a horse-drawn fruit and vegetable cart. That leads to a store in downtown Hamilton that lasted 78 years, until it closed in 1989.

Being a practicing Jew in a primarily Christian enclave, with many Southern Baptists, takes some adjustment, especially for Haskell’s wife Leah, who reunites here with reluctance. Bryn McLaughlin conveys her challenges as she desperately misses her community, but eventually assimilates to a good life as thriving, trustworthy merchants. They raise three boys, with the Perrys being a major part of their lives.

Wassilak and Shaw deliver finely tuned performances, with subtle rural central Texas accents, and together, in sync like an old married couple through the years, for full-bodied realism. Their chemistry is matched by Petrillo and McLaughlin so that you truly feel the couple’s bonds.

Bryn McLaughlin, Dustin Lane Petrillo. Photo by Jon Gitchoff.

Differences about the growing European storm with Hitler in Germany and the reluctance of the U.S. to get involved in 1939 will cause friction between Milton and Haskell. There may be some artistic license, but it’s a wonderful story well-told. The minutia of daily living is superbly captured, all those little things that add up to making a life, no matter what era or what region. (I particularly enjoyed references to rabbit’s foot keychains, anklets and first time seeing an artichoke).

The creative team’s skills are first-rate, with stellar work from Kareem Deanes on sound –organically integrated with birds chirping, and retro background music – as well as his projections design. Each side of the theater has a screen where the audience can view information on Haskell’s journey and portraits of the Harelik family through the years that adds real sentimental moments to this deeply felt tale.

Scenic designer Rob Lippert’s meticulously detailed work on two home facades and landcaped trees and greenery creates a terrific setting to tell this story, placing the audience on each side for seamless action.

Stage Manager Nathan Wright, and Assistant Stage Manager Journee Carter keep the staging crisp and fluid.

Lighting designer Michael Sullivan’s warm illumination creates the feeling of home for both families.

Costume designer Michele Friedman Siler has astutely outfitted the women in changing skirt lengths and vintage styles while dressing the men in their appropriate professional attire, Haskell changing in stature through the years.

The play, co-conceived by Harelik, a professional actor, and Randal Myler, a writer, director, and producer, resonates beautifully with today’s audience.

New Jewish produced this play before, in 1999 and 2011, before I became part of the St. Louis Theater Circle as a founding member in 2012. This was a wise choice to mount it again.

Mindy Shaw, Dustin Lane Petrillo. Photo by Jon Gitchoff

This is Scallet’s directorial debut, and it’s impressive. She is in her second season as artistic director of New Jewish, having moved here in 2020.

The dialect coaching by John Wright deserves mention, and so does the aesthetically pleasing natural wig designs by Dennis Milam Bensie.

“The Immigrant” is a compassionate example of shining our lamps on the golden door for those yearning for better lives. Indirectly, it also is infused with an urgency to not be passive about the current state of turmoil in the world.

The fact that local groups are hosting information sessions on how to help refugees in the Israel-HAMAS War during this play’s run, creates even more meaning. For more information, visit https://jccstl.com/resources-on-the-israel-hamas-war/.

Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” – bronze plaque on The Statue of Liberty, 1883

David Wassilak, Dustin Petrillo. Photo by Jon Gitchoff.


The New Jewish Theatre presents “The Immigrant” Thursdays at 7:30 p.m., Saturdays at 4 and 8 p.m. and Sundays at 2 p.m. Oct. 12 through Oct. 29. Performances take place at the Wool Studio Theatre in the SFC Performing Arts Center, 2 Millstone Campus Drive. The two-act play runs 2 hours, 21 minutes, and has a 15-minute intermission. For more information: newjewishtheatre.org or call 314-442-3283.

The New Jewish Theatre has coordinated with multiple local organizations who help immigrants to plan outreach events at or in coordination with this production to bring awareness to current issues facing immigrants and refugees in St. Louis. They include:

  • A “needed item” drive in collaboration with The International Institute will take place throughout the showings.
  • On October 21, following the 4 pm performance, there will be a discussion panel featuring members of the Central Reform Congregation Resettlement Chavurah.
  • On October 22, following the 2 pm performance, there will be a discussion featuring members of the Shaare Emeth Congregation Resettlement Group.
  • Finally, a Welcome Neighbor dinner will take place at the J between the 4pm and 8pm performances on October 28.

By Lynn Venhaus

Once upon a time, “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum” was the gold standard of a playful musical comedy, crafted by skilled vaudevillians with the early musicality of Stephen Sondheim, who would mature into a bona fide theatrical titan. But 61 years since its debut, as seen through a modern lens, it doesn’t have the same pop it once did.

Nevertheless, New Line Theatre’s latest interpretation has several main performers nimble at slapstick and well-versed in comic timing, and the ensemble is spirited in its farcical delivery.

They try mightily to earn laughs, and it mostly succeeds – except for some problematic “frozen in time” dialogue and lyrics. Case in point – “Bring Me My Bride,” with the line: “I have no time to lose, there are towns to plunder, temples to burn and women to abuse.”

OK, I know, it’s supposed to be jokey and satirical, but…And yes, “Everybody Ought to Have a Maid” is cringy, no matter how many clever rhymes.

This 1962 smash hit was Sondheim’s first show as composer and lyricist, after breaking through as lyricist to Leonard Bernstein on “West Side Story” in 1957 and Jule Styne on “Gypsy” in 1959.

Sarah Wilkinson, Ian McCreary, Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Patterned after Borscht Belt schtick and burlesque back in the day, plus a nod to its centuries-old comic roots, the bawdy material doesn’t bother some folks while others find sexual innuendo offensive.

The book, written by Burt Schevelove (“No, No Nanette”) and Larry Gelbart, creator of “M*A*S*H” who wrote for “Caesar’s Hour” (1954-57), the successor to legendary Sid Caesar’s writing stable on “Your Show of Shows,” “Forum” recalls variety show sketches du jour, often centering on nubile women as sex objects and other stereotypes.

The basic premise is taken from playwright Plautus (251 – 183 B.C.) In ancient Rome, a wily slave, desperate to earn his freedom, wants to hook up a virgin courtesan with his young master, but she has been sold to warrior Miles Gloriosus, who will arrive soon. In the meantime, another neighbor, Erronius, returns after searching for his two children, who were kidnapped by pirates.

Even with changing comedic tastes, people who have enjoyed this musical before, either in the audience or as players, look back at it fondly, because it does need a cohesive team to convey the zaniness, and that’s where the fun can be found.

Lively performers Kent Coffel, as crafty Pseudolus, and Chris Moore, as worrywart Hysterium, hatch schemes that get sillier and stickier, and mistaken identities are a key element to the humor, so is crossdressing.

Kent Coffel, Danny Brown. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

The principal singers are all gifted vocalists, especially Ann Hier Brown, who plays the shrew Domina, Hero’s mom. She does effectively turn the tables on “That Dirty Old Man.”

The score’s highlight is the vigorous opening “Comedy Tonight,” a can’t miss showy number. Tragedy can wait, are you ready for some fluff?

Sarah Wilkinson, memorable in New Line’s “Nine” last March, is a sweet Philia and Ian McCreary is an earnest Hero, as the young lovers everyone is rooting for, despite all the wacky complications that ensue. Their duet of “Lovely,” is well, lovely.

A standout is Danny Brown as the swaggering brute Miles Gloriosus, surprising in his robust delivery and rugged appearance.

Without firmly landing punchlines, Robert Doyle seems miscast as the lecherous Senex and Gary Cox is the befuddled Erronius, who has returned after searching for his two children, who were kidnapped by pirates.

Lending support are Jason Blackburn as Marcus Lycus and Nathan Hakenewerth, Brittany Kohl Hester, and Aarin Kamphoefner as the Proteans.

Ann Hier Brown, Chris Moore. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg

Co-directors Scott Miller and Chris Kernan have fluidly staged the performers to maximize the madcap movements required, especially in frantic chase scenes.

And Rob Lippert has designed a three-house set that makes entrances and exits breezy, with lighting design by Matt Stuckel and sound design by Ryan Day.

Eileen Engel’s costume design may appear simple, with widespread togas and sandals on hand, but considering the character disguises, she had to duplicate outfits in various sizes so that the apparel would elicit laughs, too.

The conductor/keyboard player is Matthew Kauzlarich, with Kelly Austermann on reeds, Tyler Davis on cello, Ron Foster on trumpet, John Gerdes on brass, Adam Levin on trombone and Clancy Newell on percussion. Joe Simpson is music director.

“Forum” closes out New Line’s 31st season, and they have tackled demanding Stephen Sondheim works before (“Anyone Can Whistle,” “Assassins,” “Company,” “Into the Woods,” “Passion,” “Sunday in the Park with George,” and “Sweeney Todd”),

The original 1962 production of “Forum” was nominated for eight Tony Awards and won six, including best musical, producer, book, and director. Multiple Broadway revivals were well-received, in 1972 with Phil Silvers and in 1996 with Nathan Lane (and later in the run, with Whoopi Goldberg. All three actors who have opened in the role of Pseudolus on Broadway have won Best Actor Tony Awards (Zero Mostel, Silvers and Lane).

This throwback has a cast merrily cavorting on stage, zipping along to keep it from sagging, that helps carry it across the finish line. I just wish the material was fresher. This only works as a period piece, recreating an outdated style.

In recent years, New Line’s impressive choices have moved the needle on local musical offerings – especially “Something Rotten!” “Urinetown,” “Be More Chill,” “Lizzie,” “Head Over Heels,” “Bonnie and Clyde,” “Heathers,”  and others.

Proteans and Miles. Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg.

New Line Theatre’s production of “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum” is from June 1 to June 24, on Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays at 8 p.m. at the Marcelle Theatre, 3310 Samuel Shepard Drive, St. Louis, in the Grand Center Arts District.

Tickets are $25 for adults and $20 for students/seniors on the first Thursday; and $30 for adults and $25 for students/seniors for all other performances. 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 for high school students (check Facebook page for code), educators and military personnel, and college students are offered the chance to get a free seat (10 per performance) They are available only at the door, and subject to availability.

Cover Photo by Jill Ritter Lindberg