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Just in time for the start of the holiday, the Wick Theatre delivers a shiny ornament in the form of the unabashedly romantic musical She Loves Me.
In the end, the success of the Wick Theater’s South Pacific is something so obvious and simple: It’s the music, the glorious Rodgers and Hammerstein score and lyrics delivered by a talented and skilled corps of actors who plunge us into unadulterated but adult romance.
George M is a razzamatazz, flag-waving, tuneful, toe-tapping, tap-dancing bio-revue tailor-made for the target audiences embracing its current revival at The Wick Theatre.
But written in 1968 as the world was changing, it also forces us to see the duality of that can-do optimism and post-Manifest Destiny confidence that made us the leading power for much of the 20th Century.
The Wick Theatre’s Oklahoma! is an apple cheek fairy tale , a broad musical comedy sprightly painted with bright vibrant colors that will not fail to entertain if you let it. Not only will this decidedly mainstream production not annoy most pre-Sondheim patrons, they will embrace it with a joyous “this is what we want to see” reaction.
Spangles sparkle in the spotlight as styling showgirls parade across the stage in a musical celebration of enduring love, joie de vivre and self-respect – which proudly encompasses adherents of every sexuality. The Wick Theatre’s revival of La Cage aux Folles has everything that its last musical, Mame, was missing – beginning with showbiz pizzazz.
Whenever Leslie Uggams lets loose that glorious voice, whenever the live band swings into one of Jerry Herman’s standards, the Wick Theatre’s production of Mame is an irresistible pleasure. But when the music stops, so does the show. The non-musical scenes – and some of the musical ones – just lie there on the stage limp and colorless.
See Magnolias for all of the lovely elements the Wick’s production contains and its insightful direction by Mr. Joerder. Some of the thornier aspects should eventually get worked out and by no means are they a reason to dismiss a night of sweet Magnolias at the Wick.
That percussive sound rolling through Boca Raton this weekend was the deafening echo of 32 tap shoes pounding the stage of The Wick Theatre’s glorious production of 42nd Street.