It's interesting to note that the original Tony-winning Broadway production of LA CAGE AUX FOLLES—whose now second revival is currently in residence at the Segerstrom Center for the Arts through August 5—debuted—sacré bleu!—almost 30 years ago!But despite the passage of time, the initially groundbreaking musical comedy's emotional and political impact as well as its real-life implications in today's climate have not lessened in its relatability as much as one would think, particularly because heated debates explored in the show still continue to rage to this day from opposing sides.
The timing of its feather-boa'd arrival in the more conservative Orange County (which immediately followed a two-week engagement at the Pantages Theatre) is actually quite fortuitous. Aside from the on-going chatter that's to be expected from an election year, its local debut earlier this week comes on the unflattering heels of a controversy sparked by the remarks of a major restaurant chain figurehead that doesn't exactly flatter the likes of the show's central characters.But the show is far from perfect. Perhaps a victim of necessity in these less-extravagant times, this touring version of LA CAGE AUX FOLLES feels a bit, well, less extravagant. Dare I say it's less glitzy than I had hoped it would be. You know a show may be a bit in trouble when they feel the need to have a pre-show warm-up drag queen comic lobbing jokes before the show even starts (although, in hindsight, I actually liked this bit, only because it made for an unexpectedly spicy start). And you definitely know a show is in desperate need to fill in the gaps when beach balls are thrown into the audience (I, along with several patrons hated this bit. A lot). Seriously? Beach balls? I feel so awful for the older ladies who got smacked hard on the face with these things. Oy.
As fun as this show is in the grand scheme of things, part of this version's iffy-ness may be because the show appears to have been downgraded on many aspects: it features only six "Cagelles"—those hard-working, glamourous faux-gals that leap and plié with the greatest of ease—diminishing the show's wow factor. It also uses much more simplified sets—which banishes its band on raised "balconies" on opposite sides of the stage—that feel like they were repurposed from a shuttered South Beach hotel. And for a show that wants to celebrate the glittery allure of uninhibited self-expression, the show's palette is a bit middle-of-the-road in its color, and vibrancy. (In this case, when the story calls for our protagonists to "tone down" the overt homosexuality of their surroundings, they didn't really have to change that much). In an effort to probably distract focus from its less-opulent machinations, a big name star has been brought in to fill in one of the lead roles. Actually, herein lies the show's biggest weakness. Personally, I'm not a huge fan of stunt-casting, especially if it means shutting out a more talented, albeit, less-known actor in favor of hiring a marquee name for a role.
For LA CAGE AUX FOLLES, that role went to George Hamilton. Unfortunately, as palpable as his larger-than-life charm may be, his performance—both as an actor and, especially, as a singer—just isn't up to par with his much more musically-inclined co-stars. It's a nice try, but it reminds me of what it must be like seeing your beloved, retired grandpa volunteering for a role at the local dinner theater. It's adorable, sure—but also a little awkward.
Luckily for the show, the rest of the cast makes this touring show worth the price of a ticket. The six individual Cagelles—Matt Anctil, Logan Keslar, Donald C. Shorter, Jr., Mark Roland, Terry Lavell, and Trevor Downey—are all exceptional, particularly in the numbers that feature their interpretation of choreographer Lynne Page's dances. As George's son from a confused, drunken night, Lowney surprises in the role of Jean-Michel with a sweet, really beautiful voice, especially while crooning "With Anne On My Arm." It's a nice pairing with the lovely McDowell, who plays his fiancée Anne.Other standouts include Gay Marshall as pint-size fame-a-holic restauranteur Jacqueline, who's a complete hoot. Both playing dual roles as beachside café owners The Renuads and Anne's parents The Dindons, Bernard Burak Sheredy and Cathy Newman are equally beguiling (in the former) as they are wickedly gruff (in the latter). And as the over-the-top
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