Fanny: New York City Center,
February 4, 2010
New York Times,
February 6, 2010
Amour and Song Return to Marseille
Waterfront
By CHARLES ISHERWOOD
Is that the salty air of Marseille stinging your
eyes, or the bittersweet finale of the musical
“Fanny,” which arrives at an improbably happy climax
even as one of its central characters succumbs to
death?
A full chorus of sniffles will probably not drown
out the last strains of the latest revival from the
Encores! concert series at City Center, but those
susceptible to Broadway musicals in which doomed
romance is set to soaring melody may find themselves
getting a little choked up.
This resurrection of a rarely staged 1954 musical is
not likely to establish “Fanny” as an achievement
equal to the great shows of the period’s leading
lights, Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II.
(Broadway’s A-list team was sought for the project
but refused to work with the upstart producer David
Merrick.) But the enduring charms of “Fanny” are
affectionately showcased in this beautifully sung
staging, directed by Marc Bruni.
The score by Harold Rome is rich in melody and
employs a sophisticated fabric of musical motifs to
weave together the destinies of its characters. The
book, by the playwright S. N. Behrman and the
director Joshua Logan, takes a lighthearted tone in
unfolding the tear-tugging story of a young girl
tossed in a sea of troubles when the man she loves
leaves her behind to pursue his dream of a life as a
sailor.
In adapting a trilogy of Marcel Pagnol movies from
the 1930s, Behrman and Logan did a fair amount of
condensing, resulting in an incident-packed story
that sometimes seems to focus too much time on the
wrong couple. That’s because the marquee stars of
the original production were Ezio Pinza, fresh from
“South Pacific,” playing the father of the seducing
sailor, and Walter Slezak as the older businessman,
Panisse, who rescues the pregnant heroine from a
life of shame by marrying her. (Florence Henderson
was the original Fanny.)
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Center,
from left, Priscilla Lopez, Fred Applegate,
Elena Shaddow
and George Hearn posing for a photograph in
“Fanny.” |
In David Ives’s streamlined adaptation, the
prickly friendship between these two is still
apportioned as much (or more) stage time as the
romance between the young lovers, Fanny (Elena
Shaddow) and Marius (James Snyder), who declare
their affection, confess its impossibility, mate and
part ways in a matter of a few minutes of stage time
and a few lush strains of song.
The fate of the lass left behind as Marius goes
seafaring is left to the machinations of Panisse
(Fred Applegate) and Marius’s father, Cesar (George
Hearn), with an assist from Fanny’s wry, calculating
mother, Honorine (Priscilla Lopez).
Both Ms. Shaddow and Mr. Snyder make the most of
their somewhat sketchy roles. Ms. Shaddow could
easily pass for French and has a soprano of lovely
warmth and agility. She sings her confession of
love, “I Have to Tell You,” with a soft ardor that
is matched by a fuller tide of feeling in Mr.
Snyder, also possessed of a gorgeous voice, in the
show’s title song.
“My heart isn’t mine to give,” he sings, with a
passion that secures his love’s blessing to set
sail.
Mr. Snyder, who starred in the ill-fated Broadway
musical “Cry-Baby,” also leads a glowing rendition
of “Restless Heart,” a surging tribute to the siren
song of the sea. When Marius returns in the second
act, his dreams of the sailor’s life tarnished, he
and Fanny exchange melodic motifs. He vows undying
love, while she has now become the one with “no
heart to give.”
Rome, who was mostly known for lighter comic and
topical fare (he got his start with the “Pins and
Needles” revue), unleashed his inner romantic in
this, his most accomplished Broadway score, which
often sounds much like a vintage operetta.
The veteran Mr. Hearn is a welcome presence as
Marius’s forbearing father. In solid if not
stentorian voice, he leads a jubilant waltz, “Why Be
Afraid to Dance?,” in which he subtly nudges his
diffident son toward the loving Fanny. His
delicately emotional performance of “Welcome Home,”
Cesar’s tribute to the comforts of the familiar, is
a highlight of the show, a model of unfussy but
dramatically assured musical interpretation.
As the older man who knows that he’s no great
marital prize for a young woman not out of her teens
(the ick factor is definitely an issue in the scenes
in which Fanny’s fate is debated), Mr. Applegate
cuts loose in the joyous song “Panisse and Son,” in
which he exults in the securing of an heir, even if
the boy’s paternity will be no secret to anyone in
town. And he gives a touching performance of
Panisse’s quiet enumeration of the joys of married
life, “To My Wife.” Rome’s lyrics in the love songs
are declamatory and direct, at times seeming even
crude, but they reflect the feelings of these earthy
characters with a fitting simplicity.
Simplicity was not to be a hallmark of Merrick’s
career, of course, and the delicate colorings in
Rome’s score, and the sorrow-tinged seaside love
story at the show’s center, are sometimes grossly
intruded upon by standard divertissements of
Broadway convention.
Midway through Act I there is a peculiar interlude
at a bar where belly dancing is the specialty (“Shika,
Shika,” this number is called). In the somewhat
plot-cluttered second act, the stage is cleared for
a splashy circus number for a birthday party for
Fanny’s son, Cesario (the perky Ted Sutherland),
with tumbling and magic tricks. (Lorin Latarro
provided the acrobatic choreography in both
sequences.)
As at many Encores! productions, these absurdities
must be met with indulgence, since the essential
mission of the series is to give primacy of place to
the score.
If the score includes several hundred bars of circus
music, so be it. Under the baton of the music
director Rob Berman, the Encores! orchestra plays
with its customary vigor and warmth. And as at many
Encores! productions, the smirks and squirms that
these diversions, now silly, inspire don’t
overshadow the more worthwhile moments, when the
Broadway musical’s great magic trick — the
transmuting of everyday romance into something
transcendent — surprises and dazzles us again.
Fanny: New York City Center,
February 4, 2010 |