Review by Tulis McCall
23 April 2015
It's 1595 in London, and life is good - if you are Shakespeare. If you are not, or if you are another writer like Nick Bottom (Brian d'Arcy James) who, with his brother Nigel (John Cariani) is struggling to keep his theatre company afloat - if you are THAT writer then life is not so very good at all. In fact, it pretty much stinks. Especially when Billie Boy steals your stuff. But Will Shakespeare is a Rock Star and whatever he writes is gold, and whatever he wants is granted. Everybody loves Will.
In Something Rotten! the writers Kirkpatrick and O'Farrell have done their due historical diligence. Both British and Broadwayan. In the lush opening Welcome to the Renaissance, we learn that the metal du jour was pewter, men trimmed their beards to look like swallow tails, Francis Bacon experimented with freezing chicken NB - this was 30 years after this play takes place, but who's counting! And then there are the writer, writers, writers! Webster, Johnson, Marlow, Kyd and... wait for it... William Shakespeare (Christian Borle). Shakespeare is a 16th century rock star with all the narcissistic trappings one can imagine. That pearly smile intended only to show off a beautiful set of teeth, a self referential demeanor that comes all too naturally to him, and a fascination with bright shiny objects - especially the female sort.
Yes everybody loves Will, especially Will himself, except for Nick Bottom, who hates Will. While rehearsing the Bottom version of Richard II the company's benefactor Lord Clapham (Peter Bartlett) reveals that Shakespeare is premiering his work of the same name, and withdraws his patronage unless the Bottom Boys (I know) come up with something new. By tomorrow.
Nick knows what is needed, and how much it will cost. He makes off with the money that he and his perky but progressive wife Bea (Heidi Blickenstaff) have been setting aside. This is after a quick scene where Bea begs to be Nick's Right Hand Man and predicts that women will have equal rights by the year 1600. Sigh. Nick enters into the darker part of London in search of a soothsayer who will predict the theatrical future. Nick finds his man, Thomas Nostradamus (Brad Oscar) who looks like he just crawled out of CATS sans tale and whiskers. Within minutes he predicts that the theatre of the future will have a roof, cushy seats and wine that is way too expensive. Next up on his visionary plate is a whole new deal: MUSICALS.
NOSTRADAMUS - It appears to be a play where the dialogue stops and the plot is conveyed through song.
NICK - Through song?
NOSTRADAMUS - Yes.
NICK - An actor is saying his lines and then, out of nowhere, he - just starts singing???
NOSTRADAMUS - Yes!
Whereupon Nick launches into song on the spot to protest this monstrous, idiotic idea. Get it??? I must say it was pretty damn funny, and there follows the number that stops the show. A Musical borrows musical phrases from e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g produced in the past 30 years: Rent, Annie, Jesus Christ Superstar - and these folks are just getting started.
Nostradamus tries to see the next hit that Shakepeare will write and misses by a hair. It will be Omlette not Hamlet, and he proceeds to load the plot with theatrical trinkets - a Danish, and Ham-something...
Meanwhile, Kirkpatrick and O'Farrell go off in search of a love interest and come up with the idea of pairing Nigel Bottom with the Puritan named Portia [yes indeed] (Kate Reinders) who is a ringer for Kristen Chenoweth from crown to toenail, and matches her gesture for gesture, innuendo for innuendo, and of course note for note. In a series of sweet and pun-filled scenes the two lovers commit to one another and defy her father Brother Jeremiah (Brooks Ashmankas) who condemns all non believers with one hand and swishes with the other.
The first act ends with a hopeful production number, Bottom's Gonna Be on Top.
Enter the second act where everything topples over. Not only does the idea of Omlette The Musical sound impossible - it is. And the accompanying story of how it became that way wanders off the reservation with nary a backward glance. Shakespeare infiltrates the Bottom Company when he hears about the soothsayer. Nigel, in protest against the Omlette, writes his own play that is the beginning of Hamlet. The Bard hangs around long enough to memorize what he needs. Bea masquerades as a man to save her family. And on, and on, and on. Oh, it is entertaining, which is one reason you don't notice that nothing much is actually happening. The music is snappy, and the musical jokes (ie How do you solve a problem like Ophelia) never stop coming until the musical within the musical falls on its face. Everyone is brought to court for breach of whatever and banished off to America where they will introduce the first musical to the land of the free.
On the positive side, the production values are superb. Kudos to Scott Pask whose set packs more set changes onto that stage than a person can believe. The costumes by Gregg Barns are spectacular and SOMEONE should buy a round of drinks for the dressers who must fly like the wind back stage. The orchestration, singing and dancing are all of a piece and get your toes tapping big time.
Something Rotten is a big splashy puffball of a musical that has been way over-thought, over written and over-worked. This is the Disney version of the Renaissance with a touch of Rocky Horror, mixed with a soupcon of pure razzle-dazzle. There is not room for one more note, one more reference to a Broadway musical, one more historical factoid, one more nod to Shakespeare, one more word or gesture or even breath. We waddle out of the theatre stuffed, but not satiated.
"'Sophomoric' is the right adjective for 'Something Rotten!,' and presumably its creators wouldn’t have it any other way."
Ben Brantley for New York Times
"The supremely silly 'Something Rotten!' is the musical love child of 'The Carol Burnett Show' and 'Forbidden Broadway.' In other words, this showbiz offspring has some darn fine DNA."
Joe Dziemianowicz for New York Daily News
"A deliriously entertaining new musical comedy that is devilishly clever under its goofy exterior... Yep, this is a blockbuster."
Elisabeth Vincentelli for New York Post
"'Something Rotten!' has established itself as Broadway’s funniest, splashiest, slap-happiest musical comedy in at least 400 years."
David Cote for Time Out New York
"'Something Rotten!,' written by three guys making their Broadway debuts, is fresh and hysterical and irreverent. It's easily the funniest thing to arrive on Broadway since 'The Book of Mormon.'"
Mark Kennedy for The Associated Press
"This is a big, brash meta-musical studiously fashioned in the mold of Monty Python's 'Spamalot,' 'The Producers,' and 'The Book of Mormon,' loaded with crowd-pleasing showstoppers, deliciously puerile gags and an infectious love of the form it so playfully skewers."
David Rooney for The Hollywood Reporter
"Although comic desperation descends on the second act, it’s still a deliriously funny show."
Marilyn Stasio for Variety
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