Gary Waldman & Jamison Troutman, theater producers, presented The Life, a musical by Cy Coleman, Ira Gasman & David Newman at the Atlantis Playhouse, W. Palm Beach, FL (2004-2005) … the following is a review published in the Miami Herald, June 12, 2004:
Sing a song about a prostitute
A musical melodrama recalls the seamy years before New York’s 42nd Street got it’s tourist-friendly makeover
BY CHRISTINE DOLEN
- ALL HANDS: The cast of THE LIFE sings ‘Use What You Got.’
First, the caveat: The brassy musical that has just opened at the Atlantis Playhouse isn’t one of the Jewish-themed shows the company’s audiences have come to expect. Not by a long shot.
The Life, a 1997 Cy Coleman-Ira Gasman Broadway hit, is a down-and-dirty singing soap opera, an ode to the flashy hookers and slick pimps who worked on the edge of Manhattan’s theater district before Rudy Giuliani and company made the 42nd Street neighborhood safe for Disney shows, chain stores and restaurants.
Crucial to the success of any production of The Life are actors who can sick the heck out of Coleman’s score, a beguiling (if lyrically blunt) blend of jazz, blues and Broadway. Director Gary Waldman has found a killer 13-member cast, one that belts, brays and coos under Phil Hinton’s fine musical direction. They dance well too, working the Kevin Black-Jamie Cooper choreography with a tongue-in-cheek, provocative sass.
The quality of the acting is more erratic, though the melodramatic tone of the show’s script (by Coleman, Gassman and David Newman) makes both the weaker and over-the-top performances easier to forgive. The Life is an amusing, ultimately sobering fantasy about gals who work hard for the money and guys who never treat them right.
The show’s focal characters are Queen (the charismatic Jeanne Lynn Gray), a Georgia gal who’s turning tricks only until she can buy a better life, and her man, Fleetwood (Ben Bagby), a drug-addicted Vietnam veteran who’s increasingly (and exploitatively)pragmatic when it comes to his women.
Jojo (Dean Swann), the weasel of a narrator, is in cahoots with Memphis (Carl Barber-Steel), a fly pimp who works his girls hard and answers any rebellion with violence. Sonja (the wonderful Nadeen Holloway), his main gal, brings down the house with The Oldest Profession, an amusing take on just how wearying years of streetwalking can be. And Mary from Minnesota (Elizabeth King who makes way too many distracting faces), the just-off-the-bus “innocent,” proves that sleaziness comes in many guises.
As Queen, Gray turns her many solos (He’s No Good, I’m Leaving You, We Had a Dream)into aural gold. Her voice has ahoneyed warmth, and she projects the inherent dignity that makes Queen seem different from the other women.
Though it’s simple in design, with the actors moving against a graffiti backdrop on the raised platform of a stage, The Life at the Atlantis is an effectively escapist – if gleefully raunchy – piece of musical theater.
Christine Dolen is the Herald’s theater critic.
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