He might as well be twirling a mustache and shooting up a saloon.
Youll groan… but youll chuckle.
Little wonder its been made into movies twice.
Credit: Joan Marcus
Who doesnt love a plucky preteen protagonist?
Plus:magic water.
Yet on stage, this fantasy-driven story remains stubbornly earthbound.
But theyre practically drowning in a flood of banalities and a deluge of cliches.
Matriarch Mae Tuck (the always lovely Carolee Carmello) sings of a night in November/that I will remember.
Be afraid of not being truly alive.
The creators have made the Man in the Yellow Suit a carnival barker cue the crazy circus scene!
but that seems little more than an excuse to incorporate a flashy production number.
(At least it gives Gregg Barnes the chance to turn out some colorful crazy-quilt costumes.)
Its as if someone sprinkled magical spring water over the Broadhurst Theatre stage.C
