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- Aug. 23, 1993: Reviews:Theater
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Aug. 23, 1993 America The Violent
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- REVIEWS, Page 71
- Music
- Old Redhead Is Back
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By WILLIAM A. HENRY III
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>TITLE: Annie Warbucks</l>
- <l>AUTHORS: Music By Charles Strouse; Lyrics By Martin Charnin; Book By Thomas Meehan</l>
- <l>WHERE: Off-Broadway</l>
- </qt>
- <p> THE BOTTOM LINE: Same orphaned kid, same doggy pet tricks, same
- bald tycoon, but definitely not the same joy.
- </p>
- <p> The 1977 moppet-meets-millionaire musical Annie reaped $380
- million at the box office and, with stock and amateur productions,
- turned into an annuity for its creators--which is a good thing,
- because none of them have had much but flops onstage ever since.
- Not surprisingly, they decided to try to make lightning strike
- twice. Alas, the sequel that opened off-Broadway last week provides
- at best a mild spark. It is pleasant, tuneful, funny and fit
- for whole families. It just doesn't make spectators tingle.
- </p>
- <p> The show begins right where the last one left off, with the
- plucky orphan gamboling around a Christmas tree with her adoptive
- plutocrat. In steams a social-welfare commissioner with a bad
- attitude, played by Alene Robertson as a cross between Bella
- Abzug and Shelley Winters at their coarsest. The adoption is
- invalid, she tells Daddy Warbucks, because he doesn't have a
- wife. The rest of the show is devoted to marrying him off and
- extracting him from the tentacles of the adhesive and ambitious
- commissioner. Along the way father faces financial ruin, daughter
- runs away and turns hobo, a potential wife plots to murder both,
- and Franklin D. Roosevelt gets, as he drolly hums it, "all dolled
- up" for a soigne soiree on the Staten Island ferry.
- </p>
- <p> Several things are wrong with this amiably unpretentious fable.
- First, after repeatedly failing to reach Broadway, the creators
- have opted for a postage-stamp stage in lower Manhattan. The
- sets are mostly paintings on roller-drops, slowly uncoiling
- to the floor ("It looks like we're in the 19th century," admits
- one of the team privately), and choreographer Peter Gennaro
- has no room to move. The use of Theoni Aldredge's Broadway-budget
- costumes just makes the surrounding skimpiness look worse.
- </p>
- <p> Money has nothing to do with the failures of the plot, revamped
- in incident but not much in basic devices since its disastrous
- 1990 Washington tryout. While the first act twists and surprises,
- the bland second act feels eternal.
- </p>
- <p> Most ruinous, title actress Kathryn Zaremba, a nine-year-old
- from Broken Arrow, Oklahoma, is loud and clear but never vulnerable
- or soft--she's like Ethel Merman at her brassiest, without
- the compensating musicality, rather than a cuddlesome child.
- By the end there's hardly a wet eye in the house.
- </p>
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- </body>
- </article>
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