So how then can I give a rave review to the disturbing and erotic production of Cabaret that is playing at Playhouse on Park until July 21?
|Photos by Rich Wagner|
Sean Harris' direction maintains the perfect balance between rousing production numbers of the Kit Kat Klub and the deadly serious social problems that rap, at first, lightly on its door, then come flying through its windows like a brick, and finally tear the place (not to mention Germany, Europe, and the world) apart.
Colin Britt's musical direction is remarkable (yet again); his marvelously precise ensemble can raise the heat and chill to the bone in frighteningly swift succession.
And what can be said of Darlene Zoller's choreography? In the intimate space that is Playhouse on Park's theatre, an audience member gets to know the scantily-dressed, lithe, and acrobatic chorus of dancers very well quite quickly. Indeed, I think, after last Wednesday's performance, I'd be married to at least two of them in some southern states!
At times alluring, decadent, quotidian, and appalling, this superb production can't help but make us face our roles in this tragic dance. It's not an easy night at the theatre, but you'll find few more fulfilling.