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- July 26, 1993: Reviews:Theater
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- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- July 26, 1993 The Flood Of '93
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS, Page 67
- THEATER
- A Hollywood Opera Noir
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- <body>
- <p>By WILLIAM A. HENRY III
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- <l>TITLE: Sunset Boulevard</l>
- <l>AUTHORS: Music by Andrew Lloyd Webber; Book and Lyrics By Don Black and Christopher Hampton</l>
- <l>WHERE: London</l>
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- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: Billy Wilder's satire of Hollywood still evokes
- the pain of losing fame, but musicalizing it has added little.
- </p>
- <p> Spread across the bottom of the stage is a buzzing New Year's
- Eve party of Hollywood wannabes, at their center a failed scriptwriter
- turned kept man who is enjoying a brief and perilous brush with
- freedom. Hovering immediately above, in splendorous isolation,
- is the woman who keeps him, a Hollywood has-been turned loony
- recluse, stalking the ornate staircase of her pseudo palazzo
- in murderous rage. The juxtaposition is a miracle of stagecraft--the weighty rococo mansion thrusts up and over the partygoers
- with noiseless ease--and is also the signature moment of London's
- most anticipated theatrical event this year. In Sir Andrew Lloyd
- Webber's musical adaptation, the movie classic Sunset Boulevard
- has much the same theme as his greatest hit, The Phantom of
- the Opera. Normal life is lived in company, the two shows say,
- but great passion demands an almost secluded privacy. If leaving
- reality for fantasy is demented, it is a noble madness. If
- hothouse love flashes into possessive violence, that only proves
- its poetic grandeur.
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- <p> Lloyd Webber's goal in recent years has been to bridge the gap
- between the musical and the opera, reclaiming the latter as
- a popular rather than elite form. An operatic reading does no
- disservice to Billy Wilder's film noir, which has been preserved
- more than adapted. The climax, when the fallen star Norma Desmond
- shoots her lover and he tumbles into a swimming pool, has opera's
- larger-than-life emotion. So does the denouement, as she lapses
- into madness and announces, to a Cecil B. DeMille visible only
- to her, that she is ready for her close-up. It is apt that her
- home now resembles the old opera house in Paris where Phantom
- is set and that her finale echoes the mad scene of Lucia di
- Lammermoor.
- </p>
- <p> But if musicalizing Sunset Boulevard does not detract, it does
- not add much either. Of nine songs centered on Norma, just one
- achieves what dialogue alone could not. When she returns in
- what she imagines is triumph to the studio that dropped her
- two decades before, she envisions glories to come in As If We
- Never Said Goodbye. If the scene were spoken, her delusion would
- be pathetic. The song, in effect an interior monologue, defers
- her disillusionment to celebrate her undiminished presence.
- The assertive With One Look and the lilting, wistful New Ways
- to Dream are engaging paeans to bygone achievements. Her pretty
- boy's 11 numbers amount to even less. Only his cynical anthem
- to ambition, Sunset Boulevard, derives added power from being
- sung. The most conspicuous lack, a satisfying duet, is inherent
- in the original. This is not so much a love story as a deceitful
- encounter between two moral failures, a woman absorbed in self-love
- and a man mired in self-hate.
- </p>
- <p> Even so, Lloyd Webber's creation is probably better than the
- ponderous London performance. Director Trevor Nunn excels at
- narrative clarity, which is present in the original, but not
- at nuancing characters, which is sorely needed with such miscast
- stars. As Norma, renowned for delicate beauty, Patti LuPone
- is too tempestuous, too earthy and too coarse of feature, especially
- her aardvark nose. As her lover, Kevin Anderson looks pudding-faced
- and pudgy, so long gone to seed that the supposedly vast age
- difference disappears--until the finale, when LuPone inexplicably
- appears 20 years older than she was moments before. While she
- is a fine if loud singer, he is at best ordinary. The supporting
- cast is without exception mediocre or worse, at a level unthinkable
- for Broadway, where this show is, faute de mieux, the most eagerly
- anticipated musical of the season to come.
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