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- REVIEW, Page 78THEATERTriple Threat
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- By WILLIAM A. HENRY III
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- TITLE: Jelly's Last Jam
- AUTHOR: Music by Jelly Roll Morton; Lyrics by Susan
- Birkenhead; Book by George C. Wolfe
- WHERE: Broadway
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- THE BOTTOM LINE: Dancer-singer-actor Gregory Hines redeems
- a muddled attempt to liberate the black musical.
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- The phrase "black musical" usually means either a gospel
- rafter-rattler or a nightclub evening of raunch and funk,
- typically highlighted by frenzied tap dancers and some enormous
- female singer with a voice like a howitzer. There have been
- exceptions that accorded blacks roles of dignity and depth (the
- richest emotionally, Dreamgirls, ironically was crafted by
- whites). But the norm is jumping and jiving, as in the new Five
- Guys Named Moe and the amiable gumbo of jubilant New Orleans
- sounds The High Rollers.
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- Playwright George C. Wolfe, best known for his unsparing
- satire in The Colored Museum, plainly has grander ambitions in
- mind for Jelly's Last Jam, a biography of composer and
- performer Jelly Roll Morton. The show is as much a review of
- Morton's racial politics and ethnic fealty as of his musical
- contribution as the asserted "inventor of jazz." The central
- plot point is that Morton was of mixed-race Creole ancestry and
- prided himself on his relative whiteness, even while immersing
- himself in, and transforming, black music. The show's theme is
- that neither he nor any black composer can truly claim to be a
- creator; they are sounding boards in which a heritage
- reverberates. These are provocative notions, but they are
- inadequately explored. As his own director, Wolfe indulges a
- taste for old-fashioned, tacky production numbers that outshout
- the ideas.
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- The show takes a long time getting started, ends rather
- abruptly, and is needlessly vulgar along the way, including a
- prolonged bout of simulated sexual intercourse at center stage.
- Some of the stage effects bring unintended laughter from the
- audience, as does much of the pseudospiritual dialogue for Keith
- David, in an impossible role mingling elements of Death, Satan
- and St. Peter. And Morton himself remains a sketchy figure
- whose few bits of trademark bad behavior are repeated over and
- over.
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- Yet if Jelly's Last Jam fails as dramaturgy, it succeeds
- much of the time as bouncy entertainment, thanks to four
- people. Mary Bond Davis is a first-rate upholstered mama. Tonya
- Pinkins is sultry, sharp-tongued and sweet-voiced as Morton's
- love interest. Savion Glover, 18, outdoes his own brilliant best
- in tap-dancing the role of the young Jelly. And as the mature
- Jelly, Gregory Hines vibrates with the kind of glorious
- triple-threat talent -- as singer, dancer and actor -- that
- Broadway used to revel in but hardly ever witnesses anymore.
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