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CHICAGO: (Colonial Theatre, Boston). Chicago has brought its class back to Boston. Another welcome tour of the 1997 best musical revival Tony winner is visiting the Colonial Theatre, this time with Broadway regular Tom Wopat.  Nominated for two Tony Awards-for the male lead in "Annie Get Your Gun" (this critic saw Wopat sing with striking resonance and dance and perform with great presence as sharpshooter Frank Butler opposite the equally fine Bernadette Peters in the title role) and the role of Tom in last season's "A Catered Affair") , Wopat is reprising the role of elegant if slick criminal lawyer Billy Flynn, who transforms murdering housewife and nightclub singer Roxie Hart into a tabloid celebrity as he defends her. As always, Hub fans of the six Tony Award-winning revival-directed by Broadway veteran Walter Bobbie and choreographed by famed Bob Fosse dancer Ann Reinking (who starred in the show herself) -will be treated to the focal competition between Hart and her equally tenacious cellmate Velma Kelly and the tuneful Kander and Ebb score-including such standout numbers as "All That Jazz" and "Mr Cellophane. " Orchestrations are by Ralph Burns, and music direction is by Rob FIsher.  Some shows are like too much sweet candy-best enjoyed at long intervals. "Chicago"-with its story as timely as today's headlines, its stylish design and more crack dance numbers than most shows, is one musical of which this critic (and probably most musical lovers) never has enough.

BOZ SCAGGS: (Wilbur Theatre; standards from new album Speak Low, Boz Scaggs, Decca Label, 2008). Boz Scaggs fans have waited five years for the unique singer-songwriter to release another album featuring standards from the American Song Book, but their patience has been richly rewarded-both with the recording itself and his November Wilbur Theatre concerts (the evening one seen by this critic). The great lowdown is that his voice has kept its wonderful combination of resonance and lush huskiness. In a dense 80- minute set that occasionally returned to hits like "We're All Alone"-cleverly paired with the wistful classic "Some Other Time"- and celebrated perennial gems like Carminchael's "Skylark,"which sported a strong saxopone solo from Bob Sheppard, Scaggs achieved singular intimacy with his audience and a stunning synthesis of feeling and technique.  Arranger -pianist Gil Goldstein displayed equal gifts on the accordion, notably on a bossa nova -breezy rendition of the Jobim chestnut "Dindi. " The eclectic repertoire ranged from a haunting take on the Bronislaw Kaper standout "Invitation" to a sumptuous Scaggs vocal on "Save Your Love for Me." Mixing jazz, R & B, blues and pop stylings with his usual care and craft, the Boz demonstrated that he remains one of the most important voices in contemporary American music.

ROCK N' ROLL: (Huntington Theatre Company in co-production with American Conservatory Theatre., Boston University Theatre, through December 13. 617-266-0800).  What if Tom Stoppard had returned home after World War II?  After all, the Jewish Czech-born playwright fled the 1938 Nazi invasion of his native land as a child (then not even two years old) along with his family. After his widowed mother Martha Straussler ( his doctor father Eugene dying in a Singapore prison camp) remarried, son Tomas adopted both English citizenship and the family name of her British army major second husband, Kenneth Stoppard. All of this background kicks in with Stoppard persona Jan in "Rock 'N' Roll," his recent Broadway hit, now in a vibrantly unplugged New England premiere at the Huntington Theatre Company in co-production with San Francisco's American Conservatory Theatre.

Leave it to Stoppard-arguably the finest British playwright since the late 20th century- to employ the title music as not only an inspired metaphor but also a frame of reference for his simultaneously heartfelt and cerebral look at culture as politics and brilliant depiction of Jan's personal transformation. Musical groups as diverse as The Beach Boys, The Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd-especially recently passing front man Syd Barrettt- and U-2 enrich this provocative chronicle of more than two decades of Czech history-from the 1968 invasion of then Czechoslovakia by Russian troops under the Warsaw pact to the 1990 withdrawal of Soviet troops and the full establishment of the Czech Republic. World famous American and British groups aside, the pivotal band in "Rock 'N' Roll" is a actually a real Czech one named Plastic People of the Universe.

Plastic People of the Universe-or PPU as they are called in the later going- stand as a symbol of the rebellion that eventually brings the Velvet Revolution of 1989 and the rise of man of letters Vaclav Havel to the presidency of the republic. They are also the favorite group of lecturer-journalist Jan, who initially sees more clout in rock 'n' roll than in his Czech dissenter friend Ferdinand's varied petitions. Even so, Jan is no apologist for despots like Stalin, who-he reminds his Communist Cambridge University mentor Max Morrow- killed more of his own people than the Nazis did. Jan never forgets running away from the invading Nazis in 1938- just as Stoppard's own family did, yet early on he does not demonstrate individual heroism and seems to cooperate with interrogators and government officials.

As more and more human rights violations affect the people around him and even Plastic People, Jan has a timely awakening and eventually signs one of Ferdinand's petitions. Finally he recognizes that even his cherished group PPU cannot find a kind of separate peace when government officials consider musical dissidents as dangerous or suspect as strictly political ones. Stoppard's ongoing use of this very real association between the cultural and the political underground in Czechoslovakia gives his highly inventive play a thematic unity that also catches fire in the vivid characterizations of Jan and Morrow's fascinating daughter Esme-who moves from first act pregnancy (in a commune at age 19) and great uncertainty about her future to second act responsible motherhood and the determination to stop trying to please everyone else and ignore those who patronize her for not fulfilling her academic potential.

A.C.T. artistic director Carey Perloff, acclaimed for her work with other major Stoppard plays (for example, the recent inspired American premiere of "The Invention of Love," has kept the various contrasts in this panoramic work- the dissent of a free England and the surveillance of a Communist Czechoslovakia, the evolving thought of Jan and the unchanging ideology of Max, the melodic but relatively unreflective music of the Beach Boys and the raucous but freshly iconoclastic material of the Plastic People, to name a few-satisfyingly clear. She also sharply paces the personal odysseys of Jan and Esme, in part with the considerable help of a strong design team. Douglas W. Schmidt's well-detailed sets open up from all sides of the Huntington stage, unfolding with as much variety as the events and relationships of all the characters' lives. Robert Wierzel incisive lighting complements the play's political and personal revolutions.

Perloff does equally well with a strong cast. Manuel Feliciano has the right combination of feeling and intellectual rigor as Jan. His delineation of the vital if vulnerable lecturer's transformation is always convincing. Rene Augesen, heartwrenchingly good as Max's cancer-stricken classics-teaching wife Eleanor, proves just as affecting as the older Esme of the second act. Jack Willis makes a very welcome return to Boston as Max- catching all of his tenacity and uncompromising candor.
Stoppard's discursive brilliance often brings to mind George Bernard Shaw (for instance, talk of heresy here recalling the latter's "Joan of Arc") -to some a double edge sword of affinity. Is "Rock 'N' Roll" too much of a play of ideas or-as this critic would argue-an often sublime synthesis of heart and mind? While it may not rise quite as high as Stoppard's "Arcadia" or "The Invention of Love" in its execution, it does play out a fiery epiphany of free exchange.
The arrival of the Rolling Stones in Prague brings on a sparkling lightfest in Stoppard's play. The Huntington -A.C,.T. collaboration on 'Rock 'N'' Roll" proves just as electric.

IN THE CONTINUUM: (Up You Mighty Race, Boston Center for the Arts)Up You Might Race is opening its new residency at the Boston Center for the Arts in the best weay possible-with a very gripping play entitled "In the Continuum" ferociously and tautly staged in the venue's highly intimate Black Box Theatre by artistic director Akiba Abaka. Danai Gurira and Nikkole Salter's demanding and eye-opening cautionary drama smartly alternates between the different but essentially paralllel odysseys and fortunes of Los Angeles misfit Nia and Zimbabwe television newswoiman and wife Abigail, both living with AIDS. Ramona Lisa Alexander brings singular vitality and vulnerability to the role of Nia yet also captures the toughness and resolve of her mother-in-law as the latter protects her controversial sports-talented son, a kind of cross between Magic Johnson and Kobe Bryant. Lindsey McWhorter catches all of the dignity and growing anxiety of Abigail. Abaka makes the most of the unusual space, particularly as the actresses bring the immediacy of the AIDS crisis and their individual ordeals up close and personal between rows and virtually in the face of theatergoers.  "In the Continuum" brilliantly suspends judgment about its exploited and largely abandoned heroines and calls poignantly for understanding and human solidarity. Up You Mighty Race's hard-drivingly compelling production is a must see.

 EURYDICE: (New Repertory Theatre, Arsenal Center for the Performing Arts, Watertown). So many writers have approached the story of Orpheus from the mythological musician's point of view that Sarah Ruhl's decision to focus on Eurydice herself in this recent Off-Broadway effort is most welcome. Surprisingly, though, she seems to have concentrated more on her father than on her- depicting his inner struggle to bond with her more profoundly even in death and not really doing justice to the love couple's passion and emotional intensity. Many audience members may be touched more by her father's sacrifices in trying to be near her than by the curiously unmemorable dialogue and moments of intimacy between Orpheus and Eurydice.
In fact, Orpheus comes across as a fairly conventional and certainly uncharismatic spouse rather than the dynamic and singular character known to avid readers and seasoned theatergoers. Eurydice thankfully fairs better, but only with her father as he protects and cares for her-especially in the underworld. Compounding the problem is the playwright's need to turn the Lord of the Underworld into an immature rascal riding a whimsical takeoff on a tricycle one moment and walking on stilts the next. Rounding out the gimmicky are three talking stones- a nature-bound variation on the Greek chorus- played by competent child actors.

The cast, notwithstanding the painstaking if sometimes slow-paced efforts of artistic director Rick Lombardo, are as mixed as the play. Zillah Glory brings a fair measure of spirit and earnestness to Eurydice, but Brian Bielawski is often as bland as this uneven drama in his expressiion and delivery of dialogue.. The real standout here is Ken Baltin. who artfully captures Father's combination of wistfulness about his closeness to his daughter in life and dissatisfaction with the rules, restrictions and austerity of the Underworld. Brian Quint does his considerable best to make the Underworld lord more of a colorful character than a caricature.

Ruhl's lively "Clean House," handsomely appointed at New Rep last season , was a warm and winning indication of a striking young talent. "Eurydice" -even with Jamie E. Howland's poetic scenic design and Deb Sullivan's impressive lighting- suggests that she needs to look back to the real life of her earlier success for guidance.

FALSETTOS: (Turtle Lane Playhouse, Newton thru 19/12.  617/244-0169). Much before "13" (officially opening October 5 at New York's Bernard B. Jacobs Theatre) , there was "Falsettos."  Where the new Jason Robert Brown musical will focus in considerable part on fictional former New Yorker Evan Goldman's thoughts, feelings and evolving perceptions of his upcoming bar mitzvah in Appleton ,Indiana, its 1992 predecessor looks at different types of growing up-the maturation of bar mitzvah -to-be Jason and the growth journey of his father Marvin. Natick native William Finn (originally Finstein) and co-author James Lapine smartly looked at the family's difficult odyssey to understanding largely through Jason's eyes, though the former's warm and witty score ( a very deserving Tony Award winner) fittingly gave ample room to the insights of the musical's varied characters. Turtle Lane Playhouse, under the strong direction of Russell Greene, has risen to the challenges of this still-striking show with a spirit not unlike that of the bar mitzvah, and the result is a revival as sharp as the musical's observations about life, love and mortality.

If the 1980's set "Falsettos" refers to the Israelites' liberation from slavery at the Red Sea actually, of course, the Sea of Reeds) -here with red sheets splitting, the allusion clearly sets the tone for an on-going quest for freedom that takes several forms. Marvin, a caring father and hitherto a devoted husband, has realized that he is gay and moves in with his younger yet in many ways more mature lover Whizzer. Trina, for her part, finds emotional fulfillment with therapist Mendel ,who sees Marvin and eventually Jason as well. The wise bar mitzvah gradually bonds more firmly with each of his parents yet also connects with half-Jewish Whizzer, especially in deciding how to celebrate his upcoming rite of passage in the most meaningful way possible. Rounding out the show's eclectic extended family are AIDS-fighting Dr. Charlotte and her nouvelle cuisine caterer life partner Cordelia.

Although Marvin and Trina find true peace of mind apart, they respectively struggle with moments of dissatisfaction and bitterness as each begins a new commitment- Marvin as Trina marries Mendel and Trina as her ex-husband reunites with Whizzer after a rough stretch in their relationship. .Jason early on declares that his father and mother "fail as parents," but time (here about two years between act one and act two) and soul-searching ensure that the love between them with only grow and thrive even in the face of impossible ordeals- in particular Whizzer's discovery that he suffers from AIDS.

The three couples and the respective developments of their pairings may seem much neater and clear-cut to contemporary audiences than they did to 1992 ones. As fine as Finn's heartfelt score is, some theatergoers may find the second act numbers even more compelling-particularly Marvin's signature "What More Can I Say," sung with sweetness and intensity by vocally gifted James A. Fitzpatrick III and Whizzer's haunting "You Gotta Die Sometime,' delivered with stunning nobility by Ronald Pompeo ,Jr. Fitzpatrick artfully captures Marvin's early petulance and later understanding. Pompeo has all of Whizzer's vulnerability and feeling.

Jimmy Larkin as Jason evokes the right combination of directness and geeky intelligence in both gesture and vocal inflection. Kate deLima catches Trina's earthiness and remarkable candor-most notably in her powerhouse rendition of her character's dramatic standout "I'm Breaking Down" on top of her kitchen table. Robert Mattson does well with Mendel's passion for Trina and his mix of platitudes and real perception in Finn and Lapine's insights about therapists. Jaime Steinbach is wonderfully undaunted as Dr. Charlotte, and her reflective duet with Jessica Shulman McGettrich-very convincing as Cordelia- proves a virtual showstopper.

Mendel and Jason individually ask God for a miracle to save Whizzer from AIDS. For their part, Greene and an impressive cast have handily pulled off an ambitious and richly successful revival of "Falsettos" that reaffirms Finn and Lapine's enduring testament to love and menschlikheit. 

THE DEVIL'S MUSIC: The Life and Blues of Bessie Smith: (Penguin Repertory Company production, Cape Playhouse, Dennis, MA).  Art imitated life with the "Empress of the Blues." A tough chidhood, an abuse-ridden marriage, the loss of an adopted son at the hands of a home-wrecking husband and flamboyant living all found a kind of cathartic release in such Bessie Smith gems as " I Ain't Got Nobody," "Tain't Nobody's Business If I Do" and "St. Louis Blues." Gifted actress-singer Miche Braden captures the diva and brings rich expression to her tragic life in Angelo Parra's informative and fairly dramatic play with music "The Devil's Music: The Life and Blues of Bessie Smith." With a trio of very talented musicians-Jim Hawkins on Bass, Scott Trent on piano and especially Anthony Nelson on tenor Sex in a Memphis-set 1937 nightspot (shortly before her untimely death-look to Edward Albee's early work that confronted the racism keeping her away from medical treatment after a terrible car accident), Braden captures the highs and the lows of Smith's turbulent life and sings with an intensity and a vrtuosity that truly do honor to the unique voice and excitement of this great musical influence ( on Holiday and Washington, among others) . Joe Brancato seamlessly directs this heart-wrenchingly moving tribute.

THE 25th ANNUAL PUTNAM COUNTY SPELLING BEE: (Co-produced by North Shore Music Theatre with the Barrington Stage Company at Beverly, MA).  William Finn has a singular gift for articulating the p-a-n-d-e-m-o-n-i-u-m of adolescence. The talented Jewish Natick native son wrote and composed an insightful earlier Broadway musical “Falsettos” dealing with the impact of a divorce and the coming out of the father on a bar mitzvah-to-be, winning Tony Awards for the book and the score. More recently he teamed up with sharp author Rachel Sheinkin for another Tony winner (for her ingenious book), “The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee, “ focused on the challenges and struggles of six contenders in the title event. Spell the freshly inventive North Shore Music Theatre edition of this still-running New York hit- co-produced with Barrington Stage Company-a r-o-l-l-i-c-k-i-n-g triumph.

With additional material by Jay Reiss and the approval of Finn for references to such up-to-date items as the on-going Red Sox-Yankee rivalry and the recent John Edwards scandal, Sheinkin’s savvy book centers on the title competition as a metaphor for life itself and the dreams and disappointments of the very different outsiders in the school gymnasium-set annual contest as a microcosm for all humanity. Rounding out the diverse cast of characters are Douglas Panch, a returning quirky vice principal who provides humorous sentences containing the respective words, Rona Lisa Peretti, a popular previous winner, Mitch Mahoney, a young man fulfilling community service comforting losers and parents and other family members of the six.

For improvisatory fun, four audience members are regularly selected pre-performance to spell easy words like ‘cow’ and ‘Mexicans’ and misspell tougher ones. As with its similarly metaphorical predecessor “A Chorus Line,” there are vivid details about characters’ strengths and weaknesses and considerable sympathy for the earnest and determined competitors. If Finn’s score here does not quite rise to the tuneful power of “Falsettos,” it nevertheless taps into the angst and alienation that often accompany young people through childhood. Most importantly, Sheinkin’s writing and crack NSMT cast members do full justice to the diverse odysseys of the focal spellers. Jeffrey Dobrish, in his directing debut at NSMT, smartly blocks the bee, even moving the officials’ table frequently, an effect that reinforces the changes in the spellers’ fortunes. Broadway choreographer Knechtges, who had the cast cavorting breezily at Circle in the Square, keeps the generous ensemble sequences high-stepping.

Molly Ephraim, who favorably suggests a younger Natalie Portman, captures the heart and the deep vulnerability of Olive Ostrovsky, whose father has yet to arrive at the bee and pay her entrance fee. Eric Petersen, rightly over-confidant one moment and tentative the next as William Barfee (pronounced Barfay), who possesses ‘magic feet’ that write out the letters of his words before he spells them. There is wonderful chemistry between Ephraim and Petersen as contenders on the threshold of romance.

Hannah Delmonte brings impressive energy to gay activist Logainne Schwarzandgrubenierre, whether bonding with her father and his partner or extending musical notes in moments of bravery. Emy Baysic effectively conveys the pressure over-achieving six language-speaking Marcy Park experiences. The sentence clue that Panch gives her for the spelling word ‘phylactery’ (tefilin) Clifton Guterman invests home-schooled bicyclist Leaf Coneybear with a striking combination of charm and frustration. Best of all is Miguel Cervantes (riveting as the title character in an earlier staging of “Bat Boy”), richly volatile as Boy Scout uniformed former bee winner Chip Tolentino. His run around the theater throwing goodies to audience members as a rueful loser and confronting his unrestrained attraction to Coneybear’s spectator sister is arguably the most hilarious segment in the musical.

Sally Wilfert sings resonantly about Peretti’s favorite moments in the bee and has all of her . Michael Mastro is appropriately stubborn and quirky as Panch. Demond Green displays a big voice as Mahoney.

GYPSY: (St. James Theatre, New York City. Open-ended run. 800-432-7250). If vaudeville performers had a dream in the early 1900's, it was to join Martin Beck's Orpheum Circuit and play the Palace Theatre.

Ambitious singers, dancers, comedians, acrobats and magicians and their driven agents understood that Beck, who made the circuit (1913-1932) a 36-city powerhouse of 45 theaters and turned the Palace into a vaunted showplace, could change people's lives. Indeed, such vaudeville talents like Milton Berle, Fanny Brice, Bob Hope, Harry Houdini ,the Marx Brothers, Sophie Tucker and Mae West became big stars and the proverbial stuff of legend.. This is the entertainment world of Jewish impresarios and diverse dreamers lovingly rendered by veteran Broadway author Arthur Laurents in a soaring revival of the great Jule Styne-Stephen Sondheim musical "Gypsy" at the St. James Playhouse.

Inexhaustible Laurents, now 90 and readying his other great musical "West Side Story" for a Broadway return next February, has mounted the always wise and wonderful loosely based on real life story of alternately warm and scary stage matriarch Mama Rose and her very different daughters June and Louise with great care. Clearly an actor's director, Laurents has paid fitting attention to these vivid roles as well as that of Rose's boyfriend and atypical agent Herbie with the result that all four portrayals could be considered definitive. At the same- thanks to James Youmans' evocative sets, Martin Pakledinaz's expressive costumes and Howard Binkley's insightful lighting, the contrasts between the theaters to which the characters wander are sharp and telling.

In her own way, tenacious Mama Rose proves as memorable a parent as more sympathetic milkman Tevye in "Fidfdler on the Roof." Of course the latter ultimately does some bending for the sake of daughters Tzeitel and Hudel though not for intermarrying Chava, while June and Louise find it necessary to go around their unrelenting mother to achieve there fortunes. Still, both parents address God during their tumultuous respective odysseys- Tevye especially with the rise of pograms in Russia and Mama Rose as she confronts a variety of formidable challenges to the stardom of her daughters. If Tevye's dream in "If I Were a Rich Man" proves more rollicking, Mama's dramatic final "Rose's Turn" - as incandescent as the bright lights accentuating her drive in this edition- moves far beyond vicarious satisfaction.

Great musical actresses from Ethel Merman to Bernadette Peters have tackled the role of Mama Rose through the decades. This critic fondly remembers the tough portrayal of Tyne Daley, yet Patti Lupone's fiery version at the St. James-by turns bewitching, frightening and briefly vulnerable, may be the one for the ages. With superb phrasing on "Everything's Coming Up Roses" and 'Rose's Turn" and electrifying belting and note extension on the latter, she brilliantly captures all of the complexity and curious charisma that make Mama Rose one musical theater's greatest roles.

Boyd Gaines and Laura Benanti are equally inspired in support. Gaine has all of Herbie's grace and tenderness with Lupone-particularly on "Small World' - yet does more than any other actor this critic has seen to demonstrate his fatherly closeness to Louise and determination to protect her. Benanti is heart-wrenchingly affecting as Louise-most notably on the plaintive "Little Lamb"-and stunningly self-affirming when she evolves into Gypsy Rose Lee-particularly in her dressing room at Minsky's (the then controversial. premiere burlesque house). Leigh Ann Larkin combines the right assertiveness and frustration as Dainty June (later to become impressive performer June Havoc ) , and Tony Yazbeck dances budding talent Tulsa's Theatre alley, Buffalo solo with style.

Marilyn Caskey as lit-up Electra is a hoot as a burlesque performer showing her age in a winning version of "You Gotta Get a Gimmick." Laurents artfully choreographs the moves of June, the Boys (her backup ensemble throughout) , Herbie and Lupone in the slapstick rich number "Have an Eggroll, Mr. Goldstone" as they all try to flatter this small-scale impresario into booking their act.

Mama Rose wrong-headedly tried to impose her dreams on June and Louise. By contrast, Laurents' luminous "Gypsy" has found home and fulfillment once again on Broadway.

QED: (Underground Railway Theatre presentation of the Catalyst Collaborative@ MIT production, Central Square Theatre, Cambridge, MA). A new theater is a cause for celebration in and of itself. The Central Square Theatre, actively inviting creative partnerships- here between Underground Railway Theatre and the Catalyst Collaborative @MIT in particular and artists and scientists in general, deserves added encouragement as a cultural springboard (Theatregoers looking for offerings with a singular vision will soon have the opportunity to see stagings by Underground's important sister group, the Nora Theatre Company).

Local playwright-director extraordinaire Jon Lipsky provides the handsome new theater with an auspicious inaugural production, a lively portait of brilliantly eclectic physicist Richard Feynman. If Peter Parnell's nearly one-man play (save for a female student who appears infrequently) seems to wander as much as its subject's curiosity and intellectual odyssey, nevertheless this Off-Broadway hit vividly captures this multi-interest Nobel Prize winner's striking synthesis of all things scientifc and personal. Keith Jochim, who should be familiar to area theatergoers from his stellar work at Merrimack Repertory Theatre and Trinity Repertory Theatre, moves with the kind of animation and panache that Feynman himself surely possessed. He richly catches the spirit and directness of the dynamic teacher explaining scientific principles on a blackboard, dressing and preparing for a small role in a production of "South Pacific and movingly speaks of the ailing and untimely passing of his wife. Danielle Kellerman does well with the small role of student Miriam Field.

"QED" makes quantum electrodynamics and the complexities of Feynman himself accessible to lay theatergoers. Jochim's tour de force performance and Lipsky's sharp direction take Parnell's sometimes conventional bio-drama to a higher plateau, doing honor in the process to the appealing new Central Square Theatre.

MUD: (Factory Theatre, The Piano Factory, Boston).  The Factory Theatre's inaugural production "Mud," unlike much summer fare, is blissfully unsafe and remnarkably riveting. Director Louisa Richards has brought Maria Irene Fornes' powerfully disturbing 1983 drama to the intimate Piano Factory and staged this three-character 70-minute standoff with chilling directness. With the psychological insight of a Joe Orton and the complex austerity of a Sam Shepard, Nine-time Obie winner Fornes uncompromisingly examines the dreams, disappointments , resentments and rages of everyday people. Richards has tautly captured both the poetry and the grim reality of hard-working and hitherto illiterate Mae, her emotionally bruised bedmate Lloyd and educated newcomer Henry, who falls in love with his mind as much as the man.

Janelle Mills finds all of Mae's singular dedication to her studies and her life goals as well as her growing alienation first from Lloyd and later from Henry. Particularly memorable are understated moments during which she captures the determined homemaker's painstaking efforts to pierce together simple words in a book about nature. Bob Mussett moves convincingly from Henry's confidence and judgmental approach to life strugglers like Lloyd to his striking vulnerability and pathos after a fall. Best is George Saulnier III's artfully delineated transformation from an intellectually frustrated and sexually unsatisfied pig raiser to a desperately volatile rival.

Tim Baumgartner's spare yet well-detailed set fully complements the play's unadorned observations.

The Factory Theatre means to be daring in its explorations and supportive of probing local talent. To the latter end, they are opening their inaugural program with a reading of short pieces by Carl Danielson. Ranging from a send-up of the television hit "Law and Order" to a sci-fi effort, these works in progress demonstrate the ample wit of a promising writer. As for the company's own mission, "Mud" brilliantly sloshes its way to pay dirt.

ASSASSINS: (Company One, Plaza Theatre, Boston Center for the Arts).  America's presidential assassins and would-be assassins seem as much of a melting pot as the country itself-male and female, native-born and immigrant, capitalist and Communist, gentile and Jewish.

Stephen Sondheim was obviously struck by that diversity and the curious affinities between the dreams and disappointments of that criminal group and law-abiding citizens when he composed the 1990 show "Assassins." Daring in its examination of the culprits themselves, it pushed the envelope of musical subject matter as much as its equally disquieting predecessor "Sweeney Todd." If the earlier effort still comes across as a more polished and tightly written work, "Assassins" nevertheless remains an important and visceral work, as demonstrated by Company One's dead-on revival at the Boston Center for the Arts.Artistic director Shaun LaCount has assembled a largely crack group to play the fascinating if troubled and lethal bunch of malcontents and sharply paced both the framing ensemble opening and closing scenes and the individual segments that by turns introduce each one and their respective situations and establish affinities between those with similar gripes and motives. Running through the busy but informative musical are Proprietor, who supplies both dark humor and ironic insight and Balladeer, who serves as a singular narrator and folkloric commentator. Christopher Ignacio has the right sardonic tone as Proprietor, especially providing guns and rifles to the title characters in the striking carnival booth-like opening number "Everybody's Got the Right." Nik Walker sings vibrantly and displays strong stage presence as Balladeer-most notably delivering "The Ballad of Booth" with David DaCosta both dashing and dastardly as the assassin that started it all.

One by one-and sometimes in pairs and other configurations- the infamous ensemble explain their respective versions of the truth. Booth, of course, speaks of Lincoln as "a bloody tyrant." Polish activist Leon Czolgosz, taking to the extreme Jewish social reformer Emma Goldman's tirades about the cruelty of fellow human beings, assassinates William McKinley as though he were the architect of the suffering which she decried. ( Though no murderer herself, the famous speaker seemed to condone his actions by not denouncing him.) Disgruntled Charles J. Guiteau, at the self-serving end of the rogues' spectrum, shoots James Garfield after being denied political office in his administration yet claims to be guided by God.

Unemployed Jewish tire salesman Samuel Byck , who fails to kill Richard Nixon, sees the President as the director of a conspiracy to oppress the poor. Early on, Byck- ironically dressed as Santa Clause, appears to speak for all of the assassins when he says that all he wants for the holiday are "my Constitutional rights"-not so much the rights involved with bearing arms ,though, but rather the 'rights' pertaining to carrying out their plans. Sondheim smartly provides balance through a Balladeer insight that sounds like a Founding Father dictum: "Angry men don't write the rules, and guns don't write the laws."

Fortunately,John Weidman does write a provocative book suggesting some overlap between the dreams of the murderers and those of down-trodden law-abiding Americans. That curious common ground and the snappy, musically diverse Sondheim score assure this sometimes wandering musical enduring timeliness and value.Jose Delgado's sharp musical direction complements LaCount's careful guidance to produce a sharp-shooting revival.

Besides Walker, Ignacio and DaCosta, most of the cast are on target. Mason Sand build's Byck's vivid soliloquy of despair and frustration-in which he even appeals to Leonard Bernstein to write love songs-to haunting rage. Ed Hoopman finds pathos as Czolgosz, and Mahoney is riveting if somewhat over the top as Guiteau. Elizabeth Rimer as upscale Saea Jane Moore and McCaela Donovan as Manson- idolizing Lynette"Squeaky" Fromme are winning together and separately as bumblers individually plotting against Gerald Ford. Jonathan Popp has his moments as Lee Harvey Oswald, though he needs more subtlety with the role. Meredith Stypinski is properly feisty as Goldman.

Sondheim and Weidman provide some timely food for thought about Americans who "can't get into the ballpark." Fittingly if unsurprisingly-for most of "Assassins"- LaCount and the richly consistent Company One send its unconventional wisdom over the fence.

JACK JONES: A Conversation in Song by Jules Becker

YOM KIPPUR: (Midtown International Theatre Festival, Abingdon Theatre Complex, New York (through August 2; festival running through August 10. 800-279-4200 or www.midtownfestival.org).  How important is Israel to American Jews?  While the answer to that question may ostensibly seem a no-brainer , recent research indicates that there are significant numbers of respondents who are profoundly ambivalent about their connection to the Jewish state. Such is the case with some ofr the four central characters in Meri Wallace's thoughtful and affecting new play "Yom Kippur" at New York's Midtown International Theatre Festival.

If the provocative world premiere begins in 1973 Jerusalem on the morning of the title holiday and soon confronts the start of the war of the same name (with the attack of Egypt and Syria), the focal two 20-something couples' diverse views about life in Israel and their responsibilities as new settlers certainly resonate today. American Jews-and Jews throughout the world, for that matter-continue to debate the nature of Israel's response to the terroism of Hamas and Hezbollah on the one hand and its involvement in peace talks on the other. As the Yom Kippur War begins, former Kibbutznick and artist Yitz kisses his pregnant former dancer wife Yael and leaves to join his unit, while his cellist best friend Ephraim, who admits to 'freezing under fire, speaks of obtaining a letter from a psychologist excusing him from enlisting.

Although this often touiching drama sometimes comes across as too episodic, with many quick scene changes from their two-bedroom apartment and a park bench to hospital room and air raid shelter, Wallace does well capturing the emotional roller coaster rides that Yael, her best friend Sara and Ephraim experience-first as they await the return of Yitz and later as harsh post-war realities call into question their evolving feelings about Aliyah and their respective futures in Israel. Loving new mother Yael worries about her son's future as the climate of violence and constant military struggle with Israel's neighbors hits home directly. Complicating further already difficult situations is Ephraim's obsession with Yael, whom- Sara fears- he has always loved more than her.

Strong-willed Yael tries to be as committed to Israel as she is to her young son . Her rich circle of friends prove to be both beneficial and challenging. Thirty year old Hadassah Hospital doctor Shlomo, himself an immigrant, supplies timely advice to her as well as Ephraim. Sara, for her part, never lets Ephraim's love for her best friend jeopardize her closeness to Yael. Evenso, an unexpected visit from Yael's cold and distant mother-in-law Bella and the latter's dark observations about the impact of Israel's wars on her family irrevocably shake her daughter-in-law's resolve.

Some theatergoers- this critic included, may feel that Yael is too tenacious a character to let a blunt but largely unsympathetic in-law like Bella persuade her to return to America. Others may see her decision as a logical consequence of her concerns as a mother. Still, 29 year old Avi, a pivotal Israeli army captain, provides a key note of optimism when he declares ,"I'm here. Israel is here. Come back." At the very least, Wallace's heartfelt play is likely to have audience members examining their own ties to Israel even as they consider the American immigrants' respective commitments and relationships.

Under Halina Ujda's crisp direction, a generally winning cast makes the most of the characters' journeys . Arela Rivas brings a compelling combination of toughness and warmth to heroine Yael. Gayle Robbins catches all of Sarah's loyalty to Yael and her steadfastness as a young settler. Orion Delwaterman adds some complexity to the tricky role of Ephraim, a character that needs more .development in the later going. Evan Sokal is very engaging as big-hearted Shlomo. Aylan Orian, who somewhat resembles a young Kirk Douglas, captures both the sharp candor and the deep tenderness of Sabra Avi. Shane Jerome has the right likeability as Yitz, while Annalisa Loeffler is rivetingly grim as Bella.

Early on Yael offers the following insight her father used to say- that "Yom Kippur is more about making amends with your fellow man than fasting. " While the couples and their friends may not be scrupulous about ritual observance, most of them do take pains with acts of loving-kindness. Likewise, "Yom Kippur" the play make timely points about connection and Israel as a bastion of human caring.

WHEN IT'S HOT, IT'S COLE! A Cole Porter Cabaret
: (American Repertory Theatre, Zero Arrow Theatre, Cambridge, MA extended thru 7/27. 617-547-8300).  Cole Porter may have gotten no kick from champagne, but he apparently had a better response to the Bible. Just look at the numerous allusions in some of his most impressive songs to its stories and characters. From Eve in "They All Fall Down" and the Tower of Babel in "You're the Top" to the tongue in cheek , rapier-witty 1933 "Solomon" about the fabled wise king's 1000 wives, the gifted wordsmith clearly enjoyed including such contexts and situations in much of his repertoire. Director Scott Zigler and collaborator Peter Bayne have conceived a snappy revue entitle "When It's Hot It's COLE! a Cole Porter Cabaret" which displays Porter's facility with biblical allusion and a kind of encyclopedic frame of reference. American Repertory Theatre's second Zero Arrow Theatre musicfest- after last season's acclaimed "What a Marvelous Party!"- proves more electric and satisfying than the earlier Noel Coward tribute.

While both shows share the considerable talents of four of Boston's best performers- namely Remo Airaldi, Thomas Derrah, Will Lebow and Karen MacDonald, this time with the addition of Parker Posey-like Angela Nahigian, "COLE!" actually does more justice to its equally celebrated subject and his work. Where "Party" sometimes sacrificed Coward's subtlety and lightness to a need to over-punctuate the message of some send-ups and satiric numbers, "COLE! " maintains a balance of romance and playfulness throughout the dense revue's near-30 numbers. If parts of the predecessor appeared more geared to crowd-pleasing, the current effort seems as nightclub 'De-Lovely' as Porter would wish.

Zigler captures the elegance and sophistication of "COLE!" equally well in the formal first act and the casual second. In solo and ensemble, the tuxedo-clad men and the evening dressed women move resonantly and skillfully through both heart-felt and smartly coy lyrics. All five make the most of the vividly inventive opener "Let Do It-let's Fall in Love"-most notably MacDonald about clams and sponges and Derrah about sloths and guinea pigs. Zigler has blocked the show well, moving his cast smoothly from handsome matching black barstools at center stage to various areas of the generous Zero Arrow space-particularly the sleek, long bar itself with a rainbow of bottles hanging overhead. A waiter even brings martinis to MacDonald and Nahigian (there is also continuous service to theatergoers at small cabaret tables ) during the sublimely eclectic number "Let's Not Talk About Love" from Venus and Adonis and Adam and Eve to humorous rhymes like " economy" and "Deuteronomy" and the "Tow'r of Ba-abel " and "Betty Gra-abel."

Clearly attention has been paid to the respective strengths of the performers. Derrah, who demonstrated his gifts as a soloist in "Part," finds all of the drama and passion that are integral to "Begin the Beguine." MacDonald, with masterful phrasing catches the poignancy "Miss Otis Regrets" and the rich pathos of "Down in the Depths (on the Ninetieth Floor") . Lebow, whether gesturing from a stool or dancing briefly with Nahigian, easily evokes the lightheartedness of "You Do Something to Me." For her part, Nahigian delivers the smart observations of an ironic gem like "Love for Sale" with singular ruefulness. The standout in "Cole" is Airaldi, who displays fine coloring and robust tone on both the romantic winner "So in Love" and the brilliantly irreverent narrative "Tale of the Oyster." Musical director Miranda Lord provides spirited accompaniment, and Lebow does the same on drums at times-particularly for Derrah and Nahigian's stylish work on " I 've Got You Under My Skin."

'COLE!" is true to Porter most of the time. "You're the Top" may look too cutesy during some numbers with moments of over-gesturing, though the inspired lyrics win out with sharp singing. "Too Darn Hot," a showstopper in the Tony -winning musical "Kiss Me Kate," should sizzle more here as a male trio. While the repertoire is generally wide-ranging, there ought to be room for such distinctive treasures as "I Concentrate on You" and "In the Still of the Night." Still, Zigler and his first-class ensemble-to borrow from the composer himself-are riding high in this exuberant songfest.

Some Porter fans embrace the lyrics' cleverness and range of reference that anticipate Sondheim. Others look to such moving and hauntingly melodic classics as '"Night and Day." A.R.T.'s joyous "COLE!" celebrates the enduring wonders of both.

OUR TOWN
: (Wellesley Summer Theatre Company, Ruth Nagel Jones Theatre, Wellesley College). Thornton Wilder speaks of something eternal in the bones of human beings, and so it goes for his enduringly disarming gem "Our Town." Wellesley Summer Theatre Company artistic director takes her cue from the unassuming but always timely play's return to basic human truths about appreciating the most simple things in the universe and the primacy of human love and caring. In the intimate Ruth Nagel Jones Theatre, Wilder's time capsule-like play attains a remarkably natural pacing with a strong ensemble cast.  Charlotte Peed and Lisa Foley smoothly alternate as the pivotal Stage Manager. Peed seems to have the more day-to -day comments and Foley the more philosophical and sweeping ones. The result is a division of labor that establishes the contrasting observations that make the Stage Manager at once understated and insightful about both iconic turn of the 20th century Grovers Corners and the world at large.  All of the Gibbs and Webbs family parents and children do well with the miming of activities that adds to the folkloric charms of the play. John Davin conveys Dr. Gibbs' strength and wisdom, while Sarah Barton finds Mrs. Gibbs' maternal concerns. Dan Bolton catches all of Mr. Webbs' closeness to his daughter Emily as well as his understanding of his wife . Christine Hamel has all of Mrs. Webb's confidence.  The focal friends turned eventually newlyweds are very engaging- Zach Bubolo strikingly direct yet feeling as George and Heather Boas affectingly vulnerable as Emily Webb. Eric Hamel brings sharp characterization to each of his four brief roles- most notably dapper entrepreneur Sam Craig returning from Buffalo due to an untimely passing. Boas is riveting and Bubolo very touching in the closing moments of the haunting third act. Costume designer Nancy Stevenson makes the simple but momentous wedding properly elegant. Wilder brilliantly made even the most mundane human actions take on surprising beauty and worth.  Hussey and company bring the same kind of inspired freshness to "Our Town" itself.

CARDENIO
: (American Repertory Theatre, Loeb Drama Center, Cambridge). 
Shakespeare regularly led up to closing nuptials in his best comedies ( "As You Like it" and "A Midsummer Night's Dream" among them). Maybe Shakespeare expert Stephen Greenblatt and playwright Charles Mee ("Full Circle") would paid much better tribute to the Bard in their collaboration "Cardenio" if they had not begun their play with a post-wedding party with newlyweds and their young guests. If Shakespeare's earlier play of the same name survives in what acting A.R.T. artistic director Gideon Lester calls "a mangled eighteenth -century version." the Greenblatt-Mee world premiere is likely to have a much grimmer fate. Quite simply, this is a tedious and pretentious comic romance with little of the wit or singular poetry that is a trademark of even Shakespeare's lesser works.  What does it say that the best thing about this 'Cardenio" is Annie Smart's gorgeous set?Under Les Waters" uninspired direction, Mickey Solis makes a fairly dull groom. The best work comes from Nathan Keepers, who livens the proceeding up with an entertainingly quirky dance as off-beat Edmund and Maria Elena Ramirez' acidic tone as outspoken Doris.Thomas Derrah is memorable in support.  Call this "Cardenio" an earnest intention that should have stayed unwritten.

SHE LOVES ME
: (Huntington Theatre Company in association with the Williamstown Theatre Festival, Boston University Theatre, 6/15. 617-266-0800 or
www.huntingtontheatre.org. Williamstown Theatre Festival, 6/29-7/12.)
THE NEW CENTURY: (Mitzi Newhouse Theatre, Lincoln Center, New York thru 6/8. 800-432-7250).


These are the best of times for Nicholas Martin complete with a tale of three cities.  The veteran director- a frequent winner of Independent Reviewers of New England (IRNE) ( “Dead End”and “The Rivals” ) and Elliot Norton Awards (Love’s Labour’s Lost) - has just won the latter honors’ highest acclaim, the Norton Prize for Sustained Excellence. Cited “for directing with distinction, developing new venues and playwrights, and leading the Huntington with style into the 21st century,” the company’s eight-year artistic director has been instrumental to the opening and development of the vital new Calderwood Pavilion at the Boston Center for the Artists. Now he has blessed Hub theatergoers with a winderfully fresh revival of the 1963 musical “She Loves Me” that is unquestionably the best area production thus far this year. This soaring swan song will briefly follow Martin this summer to Williamstown Theatre Festival as he begins his tenure as its new head. The third part of the tale is the now-ending run of his acclaimed Off-Broadway Lincoln Center staging of a Paul Rudnick quartet entitled “The New Century.”

“She Loves e,” the company’s season’s closer, is also a rich labor of love. Speaking of the introduction of mid-century New York kids like himself to musical theater in his playbill article “Why I Love She Loves Me,” Martin observes, “It was a rite of passage for Jewish kids from the suburbs to be hauled aboard the BMT subway and carried to the matinees of shows by Rodgers and Hammerstein, Cole Porter, Harold Arlen, Jule Styne, and Irving Berlin.” From the wide-ranging repertoire that included their work, “She Loves Me,” he confesses, “has always haunted me most persistently.”

That admission is borne out by his sublime production of this enchanting Jerry Bock-Sheldon Harnick collaboration. As soulful in its own way as their landmark musical “Fiddler on the Roof, “ “She Loves Me” also features Harnick’s wit and Bock’s very hummable melodies. The very affecting Joe Masteroff book , based on the celebrated Miklos Laszlo play “Parfumerie” will have film buffs recalling “’The Shop Around the Corner,” its endearing Jimmy Stewart-Margaret Sullavan film adaptation. Here, too, anonymous pen pals move from lonely hearts to enamored soul mates.
That combination of romance and love easily extends to this bewitchingly brilliant staging. Martin has captured the ambience of the musical’s 1934 Budapest setting and combined it with seamless pacing, artful design and a cast as first-rate as the best in recent seasons. James Noone catches the elegance of Maraczek’s Parfumerie and the sparkle of the Café Imperiale nightspot. Denis Jones’s high-stepping choreography finds all of the spirit and the exuberance that help eventual lovebird co-workers Georg Howack and Amalia Balash rise above any obstacles challenging their union. There are even a short circle dance or hora and acrobatically polished routines, including slapstick head waiter antics- credit Marc Vietor- in the standout Café Imperiale number “A Romantic Atmosphere” that seems like a Martin homage to the famed wedding sequence in “Fiddler.”

The entire cast are an unqualified delight. Brooks Ashmanskas has all of Georg’s vulnerable as well as his verve. His full speed ahead delivery of the joyous title song with striking facial expressions and properly broad gestures , should be studied by musical theater novices. Songbird Kate Baldwin finds Amalia’s early attitude with Georg and her later understanding. She sings the affecting winner ‘Vanilla Ice Cream” with beautiful coloring. Standouts in support include Dick Latessa’s world-weary but fiery Maraczek, Jessica Stone’s sharp-tongued Ilona (most notably in her anthem-like “I Resolve”), Troy Britton Johnson’s delightfully slick Steven and Jeremy Beck’s arrestingly agile and ambitious Arpad.

Robert Morgan‘s colorful work wear and formal evening designs complements the vivid look of Budapest. The string-rich orchestra, smartly positioned above the stage, heartily supplements the musical’s inner grandeur and makes the most of its vibrant overture and entr’acte.

Before Amalia meets her cherished correspondent, she unsurprisingly sings “Will He Like Me?” Here no such questions apply. You will adore Huntington’s magical ‘She Loves Me.

Martin’s other current effort “The New Century” has a fair measure of its own magic. Gifted wordsmith Rudnick may sometimes overdo the cleverness of his satire but the well-acted premiere at the Mitzi Newhouse Theatre does well with the foursome’s timely insights about coping and the challenges of human acceptance. In the best play “Pride and Joy,”Linda Lavin is luminous and often riotously funny as a savvy Long Island Jewish mother displaying singular strength dealing with the various orientations – lesbian, transgender and gay in that order-of her three children. Jayne Houdyshell shines in the nearly as good “Crafty” as a Decatur , Illinois mother named who weaves her memories of her late gay son into the AIDS Quiit. There is a sharp sendup here of artist Christo’s controversial wrapping of Central Park. Peter Bartlett has the right flamboyance as gay off-beat public access talk show host Mr Charles. Rudnick makes the characters ‘ final play meeting and understanding (vis-à-vis anti-Semitism and hatred of gays ) persuasive.

“The New Century” would benefit from re-ordering some of the plays-probably most from moving the Lavin opener to third position. Still, Rudnick’s best observations are worth a visit –in large part thanks to Martin’s breezy direction.


THE PRODUCERS
: (North Shore Music Theatre, Beverly). 
Are a Hollywood film and a Broadway show with a kind of Third Reich Follies impossibly offensive?  Zany Mel Brooks richly disproved that gut-level assumption in his now classic movie "The Producers" and his hilariously funny Tony-Award-winning musical of the same name. As theater buffs well know, both works feature inspired envelope-pushing send-ups of the Nazis as well as a spirited tale of the Jewish Odd Couple-like title New York characters Max Bialystock and Leo Bloom. Now the North Shore Music Theatre is mounting the New England regional theater premiere of the landmark musical in an effort at once crowd-pleasing if not quite as outrageous as it should be.

Bialystock alone is the soul of outrageousness. As "The Producers" begins, the fictional self-promoter awaits the reviews and audience response to his latest unusual Shubert Theatre offering, a "Hamlet"-based musical called "Funny Boy." Of course, this half-baked idea flops, as previous ones have- so many that a theater marquee "Opening Night" sign that easily flips to a "Closing Night" one has been created just for his duds. In Brooks' brilliantly reverse-rich humor, Bialystock, who bills himself as the former "King of Broadway," means to be recrowned. Yet his track record proves that he is no successor to Boris Tomashevsky though he drops the name of the Yiddish Theater legend in the rousing opening scene number "The King of Broadway."
Enter timid accountant Leo Bloom. Clutching a kind of security blanket but letting his dreams about being a producer run free, he describes a tantalizing scenario of "creative accounting" by which "a sure fire flop" could earn as much as two million dollars for Bialystock and keep the IRS away from his door. A quest for the worst story ideas leads to a seemingly disastrous musical called 'Springtime for Hitler" that instead garners critical praise as "a satiric masterpiece" and becomes a surprise smash.

As co-producers Bialystock and Bloom now try to evade the law, Brooks' inventiveness- with book collaborator Thomas Meehan- becomes all the more outrageous. Eventually a Sing Sing extravaganza ensues with a rollicking ensemble called "Prisoners of Love." Where Bialystock's show titles once augured instasnt failure, his latest off-kilter musical names- among them, "47th Street," "Katz," "a Streetcar Named Murray" and "High Button Jews- cannot miss.
If "the show The Producers" proves ultimately as silly and madcap as the movie, it is nonetheless equally wild and wonderful. The key is a staging that matching its zaniness. Bill Burns, in his directing debut at North Shore, provides a good number of spirited dance numbers after the choreography of gifted Susan Stroman ("Contact") . "The King of Broadway" here captures the "Fiddler on the Roof " touches of the original with vivid hora and over-and-under routines. "Springtime" has all of the big number boldness that it should , though its German symbol costumes (with oversized beer stein, pretzel or sausage) are not as over-the-top as William Ivey Long's Tony -winning Broadway ones . A stand-out ""Little Old Lady Land" ensemble (sporting Bialystock supporters) with walkers remains a knockout.

Newcomers to "The Producers" may be satisfied with Burns' lively effort. Those who have seen the now-fabled Broadway edition or one of the winning Boston tours, though, are likely to find the first act less fast-paced than the second and Scott Davidson's Bialystock less outrageous than Brooks conceived him to be. He needs to be more larger than life and devilish. He could take a lesson from Stuart Marsland's inspired work as "Springtime"s gay director and fill-in for the role of Hitler. Marsland and Fred Berman as Roger's flamboyant assistant and lover Carmen Ghia help the second act rise to the level of a romp Davidson does pick up in the holding cell-set "Betrayed," bringing full vitality to the number's witty summary of the two producers' ups and downs and Max's despair knowing that Bloom and blonde girlfirend now wife Ulla have run off to Brazil with the musical's profits.

By contrast, Jim Stanek is often a hoot as Bloom, Moving with the frenetic intensity that Matthew Broderick brought to the Broadway staging, he smootlhy moves between Leo's alternating diffidence and dream-driven daring. Stanek's duet with Amy Bodnar-effectively ditsy yet appealing as Ulla- smoothly captures their blossoming romance. The only major disappointment is Patrick Wetzel as "Springtime"'s former Nazi author Franz Liebkind. Franz needs to be scarier and more unpredictably volatile. Instead, Wetzel inexplicably underplays the gun-toter who intimidates the producers who visit him to wear Swatstika bands.

Campbell Baird generally does well with the design challenges of the sets. The one glaring problem is the second act-opening scene at Max's office. Ulla has supposedly worked wonders during intermission,-even painting it. This admission ought to bring a big laugh considering how little time she had to do anything .Unforttunately, there are no visible wals here-only furniture and props, so that the audience is understandably more restrained in its response.

"The Producers" ought to be an unqualified success . Far from a Bialystock flop, the North Shore Music Theatre's entertaining edition still needs to be more of a riotous smash.


THE DRAWER BOY
: (Vokes Players, Wayland.  www.vokesplayers.org). Memories and the truth often collide , with the former sometimes becoming an escape hatch from the latter. Michael Healey's disarmingly 'small' play "The Drawer Boy" artfully chronicles such a collison as an actor named Miles stays with two central Ontario farmers named Morgan and Angus in 1972 to gain first-hand and hands-on insights about them and their work in preparing for a role in a play. Director JulieAnn Charest Govang means to capture the depth of the farmers' friendship and the profound impact of the sojourn on actor.   She succeeds more in the later going as all three characters come to terms with a variety of challenges, but the opening situations seem to elicit too many laughs from theatergoers as the subtlety of the play is lost to overplaying--with the big exception of Brad Walters' letter perfect portrayal of war-wounded, memory-damaged Angus. If only John Small had modulated his responses as Morgan, the bonding between the two farmers would be fully moving instead of overly comical in the first act. Robin Gabrielli becomes more affecting as Miles retreats from manipulating his hosts and especially Angus. The vivid but assuming set is a sign of the kind of pristine beauty that is finally achieved in the better second act.

THE HISTORY BOYS: (SpeakEasy Stage Co., Calderwood Pavilion, Boston Center for the Arts thru June 7. 617-933-8600 or www.SpeakEasyStage.com).  Can study of the Holocaust reduce the war dead "to an abbreviation" ? Could a facile contemporary approach actually compare the 16th century dissolution of monasteries by Henry the Eighth to the atrocities of the concentration without any embarrassment? Quite frankly,  might all of the so-called "proportion" that characterizes this kind of education be motivated more by aced exams leading students to Oxford or Cambridge than to heartfelt learning? These are the intriguing and often haunting questions dominating Alan Bennett's Tony Award-winning play "The History Boys," now in a brilliantly vital New England  premiere by SpeakEasy Stage Company at the Calderwood Pavilion of the Boston Center for the Arts. Set in Cutler Grammar School for boys in 1984 urban Sheffield by Bennett-himself a graduate of Leeds Modern School, this witty and richly insightful work pits traditional and text-centered "fifty or so" general studies schoolmaster Hector against "twenty -five or so" strategy-following history teacher Irwin. While the former takes his cue from poet A.E. Housman's view that "All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use," the latter heeds the curriculum-directed advice of the school reputation-guided headmaster.  In a sense, there are two sets of "history boys." The obvious group are the eight young students- described as 17 or 18- who often see their journey to maturity in as much of a metaphorical frame of reference as their studies. As diverse as Hector and Irwin may be, they certainly constitute a second one as conflicted grown-ups with their own respective odysseys and connections to history. As multi-culturally correct as the 80's Cutler school is,  it still continues to confront its generally sharp male teenagers with  challenges of religion, race and sexual identity. Some of the conflicts involve the desires and motivations of Hector, who seems to fondle students on his motorcycle ,and Irwin, who struggles with a dangerous attraction. The student who takes Hector's teaching style and classes most to heart and the one who most reflects Bennett's own voice, is Jewish Posner, relatively small in stature and gay. Enamored of a complicated handsome classmate named Dakin, he thinks of him when he sings "Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered" and makes the most of an unexpected French scene ( in Hector's class ) in which Dakin is the pivotal character. Posner also has to deal with a crack about his not having a foreskin, an observation that unconventional classmate Lockwood (who sports a variety of buttons on his jacket and wears sneakers) calls "...race-related, but it's not racist."   While the students may not resort to real stereotypes,  headmaster Felix Armstrong does seem to do so. At one point, he broad brushes Jewish boys and Asian boys as clever  and at another speaks of gays like Michelangelo and Oscar Wilde as "shrunken violets." If he obsesses about Irwin pushing the best students like Posner to crack finals and Oxford or Cambridge admissions, he also gives as much attention to "angry Jewish parents threatening to complain to the school governors" about Irwin's seemingly insensitive analysis of the Nazis and the Holocaust. By contrast, Irwin struggles to contain his attraction to straight but flirty Dakin. Indeed, what makes "The History Boys" particularly striking is the play's totally convincing interlacing of insights about the students' emotional  lives-referred to as courses without grades- and their contrasting sessions with Hector and Irwin. Director Scott Edmiston, one of the Hub's best ("The Women," among others) , keeps the lively interaction of the teachers and their students as fluid  as Bennett advises in a note on the first production of the play. The eight actors playing the students catch the music of their ensemble passages as well as the characters' vivid personalities. Karl Baker Olson finds all of Posner's sadness as well as his tenderness and intelligence. Don Whelton is both appealing and properly cagey as Dakin. Among the very good others, Jared Craig as an ongoing narrator-chronicler and a kind of student conscience, favorably calls to mind Robert Sean Leonard, while Samson Kohanski has the right quipping flair as Lockwood.  Bob Colonna could be even more larger than life as Hector, but he does capture the feistiness of  this crusty iconoclast. Chris Thorn brings together Irwin's classroom confidence and his personal ambivalence. Timothy Crowe has the right venom as headmaster Amstrong. Paula Plum, who gives feature roles the same inspired care she brings to lead parts, catches all of the restrained bitterness and understated wisdom of veteran teacher Dorothy Lintott.   Janie Howland's Broadway-quality set ,with a stage-spanning library and a pivotal stairway, smartly captures the school's 1980's ambience. Dewey Dellay's percussion-rich original music and driving sound design sharply evoke the pace and tempo of the play.   Describing his educational philosophy, Hector advises his students to take learning, feel it and "pass it on." The SpeakEasy Stage's soaring "History Boys"  is a first-class parcel all the way.

EDDIE IZZARD: STRIPPED: (Orpheum Theatre, Boston; Radio City Music Hall, New York, June 27 and 28. 212-307-4111 and www.eddieizzard.com).  In a real sense, the key to Eddie Izzard's latest show is a Jewish prayer in its set.

Yes, that is right. The front right panel (one of six) in his one-man performance piece provocatively entitled "Stripped" actually features a page from a  Sephardic Yom Kippur siddur. Taken from  the afternoon service on the eve of the holiday, the wording includes the end of "Aleynu," the Mourner's Kaddish, a prayer for the welfare of one's children and the traditional Jewish priestly blessing. While the gifted English actor-humorist may not be embracing Judaism per se in his richly wide-ranging new stage work, the informative and witty two-hour piece does ultimately reserve its kindest words about religion for monotheism and the Jewish commandment known as "Love Thy Neighbour As Thyself."

Announcing initially that "I thought I'd talk about everything that ever happened," Izzard quickly focuses on the place of religion and God in human history ( surrounded by the panels showcasing such early sources as Sanskrit, Egyptian hieroglyphics and cave painting images as well as the Hebrew prayers ) . With a stream-of-consciousness-like text that calls to mind the comic stylings of Monty Python (John Cleese has even called Izzard the "Lost Python" ) , he vividly details and dismisses the polytheism of such civilizations as ancient India, Egypt , Greece and Rome-in the process "stripping" down religious beliefs to their essentials and finding the monotheism of the Jews (and its variations with Christianity and Islam) the least questionable of the lot. Seeming to argue that if there is a God He has handed over the control of the world to humanity, Izzard sounds like a Founding Father deist a la Thomas Jefferson. Positing that "God  must have a plan," he soon concludes that His plan "looks very similar to no plan" given such factors as the 20th century World Wars and serial murderers. Referring to Noah, Moses, Mandela and Gandhi on the one hand and Hitler and Stalin on the other, he contends, 'It's up to us to control the God and Devil in us."

Anyone who has seen his Emmy Award-winning work on HBO or his earlier stage tour at the Shubert Theatre knows that this agile comic talent makes rich use of free association and pop culture references-Highlander and the science fiction classic "Dune" among them- in making his points. Not surprisingly, Izzard 'thinks out loud' about Noah building the ark and the challenges of putting diverse creatures on board two by two in one especially winning sequence. Moses, he submits, did lead the Israelites to the Sea of Reeds, but Izzard's flair for unpredictability sends out a call for a Hoover to vacuum up the water.

Moving later to human control of technology, he also speaks at length about Mac, Microsoft and Bill Gates' philanthropy in another. Throughout there are inspired set pieces-notably about giraffes, the three-horned but herbivorous Triceratops and the friction between paleontologists and geologists. In Izzard's hilariously eclectic conception, fighting dinosaurs call to mind the 1970's bouts of such English wrestlers as Nick McManus. A sharp passage about the coercion practiced by conquering Romans  ("Join us or die" ) and the complexities of their "silly language" (Latin) with its "too many ending" has enough insight and sheer  exuberance  to become a modern comic classic.

Near the end of "Stripped," Izzard hopes that the universe can be free from dictators by 2050. Will the set's excerpt from "Aleynu," in which the one God is accepted by all people,  become reality by then? Will the world then be governed by tolerance and understanding? Surely, Izzard's brilliantly disarming and thoughtful new show is making a significant contribution to that ideal.

SISTERS OF SWING: (Stoneham Theatre thru May 4.  www.stonehamtheatre.org).  Who would have thought that the Andrews Sisters had a Jewish sibling?  In fact, the famed trio's early manager Lou Levy was known as "the fourth Andrews sister." Levy fell in love with middle sister Maxine and eventually married her despite strong opposition from her apparently anti-Semitic father. Also adding to the group's Jewish connections were their signing by Jewish Decca Records head Jack Kapp and their tremendous 1938 hit "Bei Mir Bist Du Schon," a 1933 Yiddish song, with a new lyric by Saul Chaplin and Sammy Cahn. (As the informative playbill indicates, Holocaust concentration camp inmates secretly sang it.)

This pivotal Jewish impact on the great success of the singing threesome finds ample space in the pleasant and tuneful if not especially incisive area premiere "Sisters of Swing: The Story of the Andrews Sisters at the Stoneham Theatre. Covering the trio's early days on the road, this affectionate musical tribute -written by Beth Gilleland and Bob Beverage and featuring several of their biggest hits- often looks and sounds like a B- movie from the big band era. While this "revue-sical," as director Bobby Cronin calls it, does faithfully chronicle the group's difficult early days and showcase their appeal as a snappy three-part harmony talent, their are stretches of dialogue that suffer from corny exchanges and conventional dialogue.

Still, the role of Jewish material and players at key moments in their early days and the show's well-sung generous sampling from their popular repertoire ( with more Top Ten Hits than the Beatles or Elvis ) do make the show a charming portrait of what may be the most successful female group ever. Director Cronin has effectively turned the Stoneham Theatre stage into "a photo album come to life of the Andrews Sisters" (his apt words for the tribute) with numerous shots and footage of the trio at various performance venues-sometimes photographs with Lou and other times with legendary singers like Bing Crosby. Particularly affecting are act two shots of the untiring trio overseas during World War II entertaining American troops where they were stationed and voluntarily doing the same at military hospitals.

In the war -dominated and stronger second act, Gilleland and Beverage insert a revealing sequence about discrimination towards black G.I.'s. Here the fair-mind Andrews Sisters unrelentingly affirm the right of black solders to sit near the front of their audience and even insist that they be escorted to their seats. Although the trio's action may be little known, clearly they were as supportive of integration and civil rights as they were of Maxine's relationship with and marriage to Lou. An early scene in which the sisters' pianist and Lou try to translate the Yiddish of "Bei Mir Bist Du Schon" and finally look to Sammy Cahn underscores the group's ease all kinds of people and material.
Of course this kind of musical scrapbook depends upon the actresses playing the Andrews and the actor playing Lou. While the story may not always seem compelling, the cast instantly establish a natural tone -both in dialogue and musical numbers-which they sustain throughout in their work together. Laura Degiacomo catches youngest sister and reminiscing narrator Patty's spirit and her vulnerability and sings her character's numerous solos with vibrant delivery-most notably on "I Can Dream, Can't I"

Kerri Jill Garbis has all of oldest sister Laverne's maternal protectiveness for her sisters, and Kimberly Robertson finds all of Maxene's tenderness with Lou and her spunkiness. All three capture the smart harmonies of the Andrews Sisters on such staples as their signature "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B" and the moves and stylings of swing with pizazz. Steve Gagliastro makes a properly energetic and caring Lou, though his other roles vary from an uneven suggestion of Crosby and a sharp evocation of Johnny Carson.

"Sisters of Swing" may not be a breakthrough show, but Cronin's fresh conception and his cast's engaging singing and acting make it an engaging tribute. The subtext about the place of Jews and Jewish material in the Andrews Sisters' early career provides a rich stage complement.

THEIR VOICES WILL BE HEARD: MY NAME IS RACHEL CORRIE / PIECES: (New Repertory Theatre, Arsenal Center for the Arts, Watertown, MA).  Can the Israeli-Palestinian conflict achieve balance on the stage? For that matter, should one look for balance at the theater? Admittedly, community leaders and spokespeople on all sides of the political spectrum have been voicing deep concern about New Repertory Theatre's Hub premiere pairing of "My Name Is Rachel Corrie," a play clearly supportive of Palestinian views and "Pieces," a work sensitive to Israeli ones ( so much so that artistic director Rick Lombardo and the company have made available to audience members a critical perspectives booklet entitled "Supporting Voices/Dissenting Voices' that brings them together. After all is said and done, though, the two plays must stand on their own. While neither is truly a work of art, each intriguing monologue has its merits-not least of which are the tour de force performance of Stacy Fischer in "Rachel Corrie" and the exuberant work of Zohar Tirosh in her own autobiographical chronicle "Pieces."

"Rachel Corrie" is clearly the more controversial and arguably more problematic play. Put together by talented English actor-director Alan Rickman ("Sense and Sensibility" among other films) and Guardian editor Katharine Viner from the late title American's journals, this purportedly balanced effort (at least Rickman and Viner described it as such in the playbill for its Off-Broadway run) ultimately seems to see its subject as a martyr who gave her life to protect the home of innocent Palestinians from an Israeli bulldozer (though an Israeli military investigation has cleared the driver) . A careful examination of the just published journals themselves suggests that Corrie was an earnest and somewhat naive activist who may have been manipulated by less than non-violent Palestinians intent on smuggling weapons through tunnels and branding Israel as an Apartheid-espousing nation.

Were Rickman and Viner bent on turning Corrie into a flamboyant dissident who might be anti-Semitic as well as anti-Israel? Curiously they have left out a strong journal observations by Corrie that "the U.S. did not intervene to stop immediately" the "slaughter of Jewish people in Europe" and that America should have "allowed Jewish refugees to come here in greater numbers." At the same time, they have left her references to anti-Israel scholar and writer Noam Chomsky and have decided not to comment-in playbill footnote or in play comment on the fact that Hamas is a terrorist and not merely militant group and that the ISM-International Solidarity Movement- has been linked to direct action against Israel though it claims to be totally non-violent.

Did Corrie know that tunnels were being used to smuggle weapons? Did she know that the ISM -the play only speaks of Internationals- has been connected with less than Gandhian activity? This critic is neither condemning her nor considering her a saint . Surely the real Corrie was as playful in her early years and as free-spirited as gifted Stacy Fischer renders her in her brilliant stagework- under David R. Gammon's sharp direction-whether speaking vividly from under a large comforter or working on her journals and regular lists of things to do while in Palestinian center Rafah.

Controversy does not diminish real art. Witness the clear anti-Reagan pont of view of Tony Kushner's masterful "Angels in America." By contrast, "Rachel Corrie" as a play rambles repeatedly before the final confrontation with the bulldozer. Fischer's range and skill as an actress are what keep the later going absorbing.

If "Rachel Corrie" wanders, "Pieces" may actually be too well-ordered. Focusing on her two years of Israeli military service, now New York -based Jewish writer-actress Zohar Tirosh smartly performs her own autobiographical one-woman play. Informative and well-structured, her account details the kind of day-to-day basic training with which her American armed forces counterparts could easily identify. Her thoughtful work also includes a sharp contrast between her essentially disappointing relationship with a New York-based boyfriend who unilaterally decides to head west and a much more satisfying one in Israel.
Of course the insightful author-performer gives ample time to very real concerns about security and the on-going danger of suicide bombings by Hamas terrorists from Palestinian areas. Still, Tirosh does acknowledge the existence of Palestinian communities even if she does not really comment on them. Nevertheless, nothing about "Pieces" is inflammatory or demeaning. If there is a weakness in the play, it is the conventional structure , which moves fairly predictably from her pre-training days to her post-army ones.

What makes "Pieces" most worth seeing is Tirosh herself, a skilled and very appealing performer. There are vivid stretches in which the young Israeli recruits both immigrant and Sabra (native-born) are drilled on a variety of tasks and responsibilities. Tirosh does well playing a diversity of soldiers and capturing a variety of accents -especially in the case of their demanding commander.

Initially "Rachel Corrie" was to be paired with a play honoring the memory of Yonatan Netanyahu, one of the heroes of the celebrated Israeli raid on Entebbe to rescue hostages, until his brother Binyamin and the Netanyahu family objected to the inclusion of the former. Clearly the common concern in "Rachel Corrie" and "Pieces"with a learning experience that becomes a klnd of rite of passage for the respective women means that the pairing works as a springboard for discussion.
Will dialogue occur? All sides of the politcal spectrum can only benefit if it ensues. Surely New Repertory Theatre deserves praise for its earnest efforts and any follow-up it pursues to effect a full exchange of ideas. At the same time, Lombardo and his brave company would do well eventually to stage the Netanyahu-centered play on its own and to bring gifted Israeli-American writer-author Iris Bahr and her very fine Off-Broadway one-woman play "Dai (Enough) " (previously reviewed here) to the Arsenal Center.

AVENUE Q: (Colonial Theatre, Boston; open-ended run at John Golden Theatre, NYC. 800-432-7250.)  "Avenue Q" is as much a state of mind as a fictional New York brownstone location.  Embracing tenant solidarity in the manner of "Rent" but without drugs and AIDS and employing adult puppets and themes a la "Crank Yankers," this disarming 2004 Tony Award-winning musical teaches an always-timely lesson about human connection and understanding. Author Jeff Whitty has brought together Jews, non- Jews, straights, gays, immigrants, large hand-handled puppets and friendly monsters in alternately humorous and touching situations and relationships. Robert Lopez and Jeff Marx, who collaborated on the original concept, have put together an ingenious score that combines catchy melodies and sharp but surprisingly direct messages about themes as diverse as prejudice, acceptance, dating and the pros and cons of the internet. Under director Jason Moore's smooth guidance, the tour at the Colonial Theatre has as much life as the still-running Broadway original.

Life is truly the operative word for a show with numbers as exuberant as they are insightful. "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist" has the brownstone neighbors reminding each other about stereotypes such as Jews having the money, recalling that Jesus was Jewish and reconsidering the virtues of ethnic jokes . Seemingly quirky but instantly catchy, "It Sucks to Be Me" finds such tenants as unemployed 32 year old Jewish would-be stand-up comic Brian and Gary Coleman, once the child star of "Different Strokes" and now the superintendent of the outer borough location of the musical, lamenting their respective fortunes. "If You Were Gay" involves straight puppet Nicky affirming his friendship for and loyalty to his gay but closeted banker puppet roommate Rod. What makes these songs particularly winning is their singular mixture of humor and candor.

This savvy yet rollicking mixture runs all through "Avenue Q." A scene in which Kate Monster waits atop the Empire State Building for struggling college graduate puppet Princeton smartly parodies its famous predecessor in the film "An Affair to Rermember." "Schadenfreude," German for pleasure derived from another's misfortune, cleverly illustrates human foibles. There is even a striking wedding under Chupah between Brian and his Japanese fiancee actually named Christmas Eve. Here the Jewish groom traditionally breaks the glass, and participants wear white kipot with vivid red centers that call to mind the Target logo.

The cast's handling of puppets and human roles proves as smooth as the wedding. Gifted David Benoit moves Nicky, porn-addicted Trekkie Monster and other characters with great spirit and agility. Kelli Sawyer conveys all of Kate's heart and sings her winning solo "There's a Fine,Fine Line" with notable feeling. She does equal justice to femme fatale bar chanteuse Lucy. Robert McClure captures Princeton's resilience and Rod's telling defensiveness.
Cole Porter catches Brian's easy-going nature. New company member Sala Iwamatsu has Christmas Eve's assertiveness as she pushes Brian to find a job and her appealing confidence as a social worker looking for clients. Carla Renata sings with deep resonance as Gary Coleman.

Designer Anna Louizos gives the brownstone the right worn look. Howell Binkley catches the promise and the precariousness of the residents' fortunes in his lighting. Lopez makes the animation design properly amusing and clear -especially as Princeton searches for purpose in his life.

At one point the somewhat discouraged college graduate learns , as a song title goes,"There is Life Outside Your Apartment." There is even more vitality at the Colonial Theatre, namely the tuneful wisdom and high-spirited fun of "Avenue Q."

THE LIFE: (Boston Conservatory Theatre Ensemble. www.bostonconservatory.edu.)  Leave it to Jacqui Parker in her Boston Conservatory directorial debut and a crack combination of young performing artists and acclaimed professionals to make a challenging Broadway musical like "The Life" sizzle and burn with terrific feeling and real fire. The story about prostitution may be so0mewhat overlong, but the topnotch Cy Coleman music and Ira Gasman lyrics make the lyrical score a fitting descendant to Kern, Gershwin and Coltrane. Parker has fired up the energetic first-rate cast, and choreographer Michelle Chasse has the ensemble and individual dancers kicking high and moving with impressive speed, technique and grace.

Stephanie Umoh makes the most of properly bitter yet unbowed Queen, a regal woman who struggles to escape the addictive clutches of "the life." Her rendition of the clever solo "He's No Good" is a haunting showstopper. Anich D'Jae has all of her good friend Sonja's tenacity and Bud Weber has the kind of resonance and charismatic pull as Jojo that Sam Harris brought to the role on Broadway. Nicholas Ryan Rowe has the right impulsiveness as Fleetwood, Queen's hot-headed man. Keyon Richardson nails the scary bullying of pimp of pimps Memphis.

Add Boston Conservatory to your theater must-list. The company's visceral staging of 'The Life" has all of the vitality and excitement that a feisty multiple Tony Award -winning show deserves. Some day the Conservatory talents setting this rare revival on fire will be shaking New York stages.

THE CLEAN HOUSE: (New Repertory Theatre, The Arsenal Center for the Arts, Watertown. www.newrep.org.)  Imagine a setting identified as "A metaphysical Connecticut. Or , a house that is not far from the sea and not far from the city." Imagine that the resident husband and wife doctors have hired a young Brazilian woman to clean their home who would rather labor at finding the perfect joke. Creative playwright Sarah Ruhl has done just this in "The Clean House," a thoughtful if often funny Off-Broadway hit that ultimately plays like a combination of fable and folklore, and New Repertory Theatre has turned this Pulitzer Prize finalist into a delightfully messy evening of theater.

The provocative messiness begins right with the opening Portuguese humor delivered with telling body language by cleaning woman Mathilde-played with appealing exuberance by Cristi Miles. Ruhl purposely leaves out the translation of the joke, but theatergoers laugh because the Brazilian would be entertainer builds her gesturing to a crescendo of suggestiveness. While "The Clean House" eventually returns to this terrain by speaking of heaven as "a sea of untranslatable jokes," other foreign language passages-and unusual scenes, for that matter- are clearly explained by Jamie Whoolery's sleek projection design on the handsome grid-like backdrop of Cristina Todesco's set.Deb Sullivan's lighting , often pervaded by dark clouds , provides striking contrast.

In the early going,though, the joke seems to be largely on Mathilde's physician employer Lane herself. Not only does the 27 year old Brazilian not clean the elegant home but also the doctor's housewife sister Virginia makes a "deal" to do that work complete with large blue latex gloves. During her efforts, Virginia observes that a wife who cleans can tell from the evidence of her husband's dirty underwear whether he is being unfaithful. Ironically, in "The Clean House," out of place brightly colored panties in the laundry hint to the dust-obsessed sister that Lane's husband Charles is involved with another woman.

Hint becomes reality at the end of the breezy first act and especially at the start of the touching second. Unabashedly, Charles brings his Argentinian cancer surgery patient and new love Ana to meet Lane. When he explains that she is his "besherte," Yiddish for "destined one," Lane answers revealingly "You're not Jewish." Nevertheless, Ana-who is Jewish- cites a midrash (Hebrew for story with a moral) that speaks of God picking out each person's soul mate at 40 days of life and human beings running around looking for the besherte. Where Ana declares herself innocent according to Jewish law as one who has found her soul mate, the new love obviously messes up Lane's life. Metaphorically unkempt, the action now reflects the disorder as Charles and Ana toss objects from their balcony stage left which end up on the living room rug below. Yet if love is disheveled, human caring is quite clear and clean-particulary as Lane attends to Ana, whose cancer has returned. An epiphany of feeling and forgiveness follows with surprising but beneficial humor to boot.

When this critic first saw Ruhl's play a few seasons ago at Lincoln Center, that epiphany seemed a bit more profound. Even so, New Rep artistic director Rick Lombardo has staged the meta-realistic second act with good attention to the understanding and caring that bond Ana with Virginia, Mathilde and especially Lane. The exceptional cast prove a major factor. Miles wisely understates Mathilde's imaginings about her late parents, reputedly the funniest people of their village. Nancy E. Carroll is very amusing as Virginia, especially as she explains her philosophy of cleaning one moment and cavorts in liberation from dirt at another. Paula Plum , in designer Charles Schoonmaker's medical uniform-like pant suit, nails Lane's early cool demeanor and makes her emotional transformation totally convincing. Will Lyman brings striking directness to Charles' candor about his new love. Best of all is Bobbie Steinbach, who combines grandeur and vulnerability as fragile Ana. Her delineation of Ana's quiet courage and remarkable spirt is heartwrenchingly powerful.

God, Ruhl submits, eats ice cream "when he's tired." New Rep's gleaming "Clean House" comes close to being a divine dessert.

SOME MEN: (SpeakEasy Stage Company, Calderwood Pavilion, Roberts Theatre, Boston Center for the Arts. www.SpeakEasyStage.com).  There are ultimately too many men in "Some Men."  Although Terrence McNally focuses on the nine guests at a contemporary same-sex wedding in this 2007 Off-Broadway play, about 50 very different gay males people the 14 scenes that evoke their lives and those of their predecessors. As in his Tony Award-winning "Love!Valour! Compassion!" the dialogue often possesses great heart and considerable wit, and SpeakEasy Stage Company artistic director Paul Daigneault has taken great care with both in the play's handsome New England premiere. Notwithstanding a staging as luminous as the Waldorf Hotel chandelier at the center of Eric Levenson's vivid sets, though, McNally's affecting play-not as tightly written and touching as "L! V! C!" - proves too busy with secondary stories.

"Some Men" certainly means to make some major statements about the challenges and changes that have confronted gay men like McNally himself (who came to New York in 1956 as a 17 year old) for the better part of the 20th century. Moving back and forth in time, the play returns as far as East Hampton 1922 in its first act and Harlem Renaissance 1932 in its second and reaches 2006 for a group counseling session and 2007 for the arrival of the wedding guests. Under Daigneault's sharp direction, a first-rate cast of some of the Hub's best actors smartly move between the characters and the quickly changing decades. While the non-chronological structure and the sweep and scope of the observations do justice to his intentions, the play itself often does not.

McNally is certainly too savvy and skillful a writer for "Some Men" to be an embarrassment. Still, the coherence and clarity of his "L!V!C!" and "Master Class," among others, make the uneven results here all the more surprising. A 1975 bathhouse scene, for example, seems mild-mannered in its insights, yet its nudity and frank language (in a play clearly for adults only) are anything but. "Stonewall(1969)" deliberately focuses on the feelings of the Greenwich Village gay bar patrons rather than the scene's title historic protest, heard off-stage. Admittedly, a red-wigged drag queen identified as Roxie (real name Archie) and played with terrific spirit by Will McGarrahan connects with a McNally irony that some people 'break free' from "personal boxes" to "bigger boxes." Evenso, the impact of Stonewall itself as a turning point in the fight for gay rights seems more highlighted in SpeakEasy's informative playbill (which features a 'U. S. Gay History Timeline') than in the under-dramatic first act-closing scene.
By contrast, a tightly written early exchange between a grieving Veteran father and Paul, an American beret soldier in Iraq who loved his son Tommy, speaks volumes about its subject-namely, what it means to love, to care and be 'immediate family'-with touching subtlety. Robert Saoud and Christopher Loftus are compellingly understated respectively as Tommy's Dad and Paul. Even a slightly overlong 2004 Internet scene eventually makes a telling point about emotional cruelty when an instant messenger who identifies himself as Top Dog (a properly callous Loftus) blocks the responses of a sincere but older man in favor of those of a shallow younger one.

The transformation of Top Dog-actually named Michael- is in some ways the key to what is problematic about "Some Men." Where some characters develop through the play, Michael does not appear to change very much. Inexplicably McNally has this formerly insensitive internet buddy eventually committing himself to one man at the wedding without really preparing audience members for this transformation. Yet the same talented writer fully evokes the opening of a closeted husband named Bernie to his inner urges through a series of well-drawn exchanges. Surely the most vividly drawn character in the play, he may even be a spokesman for McNally's own impassioned views about the struggles of gay males. Diego Arciniegas richly captures both the pain and the pleasure of Bernie's life-changing decisions.

Despite this kind of inconsistency in a play that ought to be more compelling, Daigneault and company provide Waldorf-level accomodations. Maurice E. Parent delivers the 1930 favorite "Ten Cents a Dance" with deep resonance and feeling in an eye-opening look at the lyrics of gay writer Lorenz Hart's gem ( including the repeated phrase "a queer romance," for one) . Christopher Michael Brophy brings his trademark care to all of his roles-whether a well-drawn librarian or a variety of under-written characters. Paul Cereghino catches both the singular personality and the pathos of East Hampton socialite David Goodman in a 1922 "Sur La Mer" ("By the Sea") rendezvous with his chauffeur-played with good fire by Ben Lambert- that recalls the class-crossing romance in the E.M. Forster novel "Maurice." Rounding out the crack cast is Andrew Wehling, who provides sharp piano accompaniment through the play. Lighting designer Chris Fournier's exquisite silhouettes add momentousness to pivotal encounters and confrontations.

Quite simply, "Some Men" lacks the kind of epiphany of heart and mind that graced "Love!Valour! Compassion !" In fact, there are passages in Jonathan Tolins' Gay Pride Day-set play "The Last Sunday in June"-also beautifully staged by SpeakEasy- that resonate more fully than stretches of quick banter in McNally's play. Still, it is impossible to write off a production that actually improves upon a lesser work by a major playwright.

To borrow the name of a second act scene, SpeakEasy has "A Long Term Relationship" with Terrence McNally and both- like the spouses in a great marriage- recognizes its uniqueness. Be prepared for "Some Men"'s failings, but see the play for SpeakEasy's memorable staging.

GARY: (Boston Playwrights' Theatre. www.bostonplaywrights.org).  Melinda Lopez's "Gary" lies far from the Indiana of "The Music Man," but her latest play does have trouble.  As her earlier award-winning drama "Sonia Flew" demonstrated, this talented actress-writer has a facility for evoking cultural and emotional tensions and tapping into the discord of family conflicts. Centered on the alternate hope and despair of three Indiana siblings at the end of the '70's, "Gary" appears intent on exploring similar dramatic -and sometimes comic- terrain via the music and diverse rhythms that influence their respective lives. If "Sonia Flew" followed through on its intentions, Lopez' latest effort ultimately seems as unfulfilled as its focal trio.

In the early going, Tommy warns young brother Mark that there is "a lot of bad music out there , bro." Likewise, a great deal of bad blood runs rampant between the siblings. The older brother repeatedly suggests that Mark is gay, while the younger one calls Annie a "slut." Throughout the short play (70 minutes with no intermission) , Annie questions whether Tommy has committed incest with her. At the same time, their cosmetics-selling mother Lenore-whose abusive husband has left her- struggles to keep the family together and conceal family secrets as she might cover the facial challenges of her customers.

There is certainly a lot of energy in the siblings' heated exchanges between themselves and with Lenore. There are also vivid moments in which Lopez contrasts Annie's knowledge about Tommy and her brother's girlfriend Cassie's memories about him. Yet high energy and musical parallels to these moments of genuine fire turn out to be more substitute than substance in a play that lacks the strong development of a "Sonia Flew." Compounding the play's problems in the later going are suspicions that Annie's father or even Mark may have been the actual culprit and not Tommy. Even musical associations with such diverse groups as the Partridge family, Air Supply, the Eagles and Boston generally carry little more insight than name-dropping.

If some scenes catch fire, credit M. Bevin O'Gara's sharp direction and a solid cast. Elise Manning is hauntingly moving as lost and wounded soul Annie. Nael Nacer has the right ambivalence and volatility as rage-ridden Tommy. Karl Baker Olson brings persuasive quirkiness to the role of Mark. Molly Schreiber stands up to Annie as her best friend Cassie and compels as Tommy's trusting love. Adrianne Krstansky combines remarkable strength and deepening despair as Lenore.

These novice singer-musicians -especially Krstansky on a country western solo - deliver their respective signature numbers with guitar, drum or keyboard with impressive spirit. Here, though, as with the dialogue, the sentiments and aspirations of the characters are never fully developed. Premiere designer Richard Wadsworth Chambers smartly reflects the precarious fortunes of the family in the stark backdrop for the band and the austerity of the characters' surroundings.

Annie tellingly counsels, "Get out of Gary." Theatergoers surprised that Lopez' new play lacks the polished stagecraft of "Sonia Flew," are likely to follow that advice. 

THE MISSIONARY POSITION: (Merrimack Repertory Theatre, Lowell. www.merrimackrep.org).  America is supposed to believe in separation of religion and government, but does that distinction preclude a politics of integrity?  That intriguing dilemma informs both the sense and the scenario of Keith Reddin's provocative new play "The Missionary Position." Is unseen presidential candidate Hal Williams as principled as religious non-payroll consultant Roger believes him to be? Is this 'God squad' Christian intolerant of Jews, Muslims and anyone else who does not share his belief that America is a Christian country and the Founding Fathers intended it to be one (not borne out by history, of course) ? Reddin's tightly written drama (85 minutes in length), sharply staged by Tracy Brigden in its regional premiere at Merrimack Repertory Theatre, eventually answers these questions with both insight and humor.

As topical as today's headlines, "The Missionary Position" finds Roger as deeply involved in Williams' campaign as the candidate himself. In fact, Roger is often unaware of his surroundings as he moves from city to city-so much so that all the hotel rooms seem the same to him. That point is visually established as Gianni Down's spare yet well-detailed set only changes by way of diverse framed landscapes. From moment to moment, Roger seems more and more sanctimonious-in particular as he advises regional campaign director Julia that someone ought to speak to Williams about right hand man Neil's "shadowy morality."

What keeps Reddin's play from being a mere didactic lesson about intolerance is the fact that both Neil and Williams have something illegal to hide. Indeed, Reddin may be stacking the deck by having Julia reveal that she previously drove under the influence and recently has invested unwisely in a questionable money-making scheme. Still, his timely play is savvy enough to give ample time to Roger's vulnerable situation. His own conscience troubles him with regard to the ill health and eventual death of his stepfather and the possibility that he might have not done enough to save him. Pathos also attends his loneliness as the hotel room campaigner recalls Rebecca, the woman he desired but lost in his youth.

Roger turns out to be so emotionally disoriented that he imagines finding her in a towel after showering in his bathroom. At this point the delusional protagonist sees himself discussing the genealogy of the biblical Rebecca-he speaks of Isaac and Jacob among other Jewish ancestors-with her and briefly believing that his married love might now be unattached. Providing humor-both dark and light-hearted- is the presence of a fourth actor-here the versatile Rebecca Harris- who plays not only Rebecca but also the very different maids who clean his hotel rooms.

Arguably the most virtuous characters in the drama are these hardworking relatively poor service workers. Ultimately, a moment of high irony occurs as Roger, who had earlier harassed one of the maids, receives telling reciprocal treatment from a maid who proceeds to call him a "loser." Harris easily delineates the differences between the maids-Southern accent with one, intimidation with another, among others- and makes the imagined Rebecca instantly vivid.

Tony Bingham catches Roger's insistence on moral high-mindedness but also convincingly demonstrates his gradual fall into disillusionment and despair. Tami Dixon has all of Julia's glib but humorous banter as a rich and largely clueless campaigner. Jeffrey Carpenter is properly direct, rough and menacing as Neil.

Robert C. T. Steele provides good humor in the contrast between Julia's very different outfits. Andrew David Ostrowski's subtle lighting makes the surprising appearance of Rebecca properly chimerical.

"The Missionary Position" may stop short of the actual nomination of a candidate, but Reddin's smart play has a lot to endorse -especially in Merrimack Rep's election-worthy staging.

MY FAIR LADY: (National Theatre of Great Britain at the Opera House, Boston. Broadway Across America/Boston ). Enchantment pours out of ever scene in the wonderfully fresh and rollicking National Theatre of Great Britain West End production of "My Fair Lady" at the Opera House.The award-winning visiting edition features a "Stomp"-recalling "With a Little Bit of Luck"-in which some ensemble members dance with garbage can lids and others use pot tops percussively. Another memorable moment involves winning and big-voiced Justin Bohon as sloshed suitor Freddy in the reprise of :On the Street Where You Live."

Christopher Cazenove smoothly balances Higgins' ferociousness and final warmth towards his flower girl student. Lisa O'Hare is lyrical as Eliza.She moves very convincingly from a flower girl guttersnipe to an elegant princess-like lady. Walter Charles has all of Colonel Pickering's class and humanity.Tim Jerome has all of the right sparkle whether agonizing humorously about middle class morality or reveling as much as possible before getting married. Marnie Nixon is an understated joy as Henry's very wise mother. Barbara Marineau as Mrs. Pearce speaks with compelling concern about Eliza's future.

Trevor Nunn directs the entire handsome revival with labor of love attentiveness. Gifted choreographer Matthew Bourne (the Broadway "Swan Lake") makes the socialites of the "Ascot " move as strikingly as galloping and cantering horses and keeps the ample townspeople high-stepping and merrymaking equally sharp.

The National Theatre of Great Britain's revival of "My Fair Lady" is so exuberant that exiting theatergoers will want to dance all night.

THE LITTLE DOG LAUGHED: (SpeakEasy Stage Company, Calderwood Pavilion, Boston Center for the Arts). Imagine a big Hollywood studio pressuring a respected playwright to change the gay Jewish writer hero of his hit drama to one who is merely "shy of women."  In a recent actual situation, Universal Studios tried to do something similar in adapting Douglas Carter Beane's Off-Broadway hit "As Bees in Honey Drown" and selecting Leonardo DiCaprio as their choice for the straight novelist they wanted as the lead character. Eventually, as with the unnamed author in the play, Beane left the project, which still remains in development. If the author eventually satirized this kind of Hollywood disrespect for gays in his 2006 Tony Award-nominated play "The Little Dog Laughed," he also turned it into a sharp statement about the difficulties that attend individuality and creative freedom in America. Now SpeakEasy Stage company has brought the savvy and very clever play to the Calderwood Pavilion's larger Wimberley Theatre-its first staging there-in a powerful and often darkly humorous New England premiere.

Set in the present in New York City and Los Angeles, "Little Dog" skewers both Hollywood homophobes and the destructive compromises by which controlling,grasping lesbian agent Diane works to persuade her closeted actor client Mitchell Green to sell his soul for a hollow but lucrative film career. Handsome, in-demand Green hires escort Alex with whom he eventually falls in love. For his part, Alex dates a young Westchester county woman named Ellen and claims to be straight. Will Mitchell admit to being gay and declare his love or will he continue to conceal his orientation for the sake of his career?

Where does opportunistic Ellen fit in the scheme of things? Not surprisingly, Diane has a place for her in the Faustian offer she is peddling to Green. Ultimately, only Alex, who is able to confront his own identity , makes the leap to true individuality and real freedom. While the other three -even Diane- enslave themselves to the demands of others, the respective odysseys of all four characters prove both vivid and involving.

As Beane demonstrated in "Bees," he is an artful wordsmith and a playwright talented enough to create unforgettable roles. Such was the case with the enigmatic con artist Alexa Vere de Vere in the earlier play, and so it goes with Diane. Beane has given her wonderfully vitriolic tirades about the people with whom she does business and the power lunches . Probably the finest stretch here is the 10-minute scene that initially served as the the play itself- a telling depiction of the verbal warfare by which Diane reaches a contract that diminishes the work in question and demeans the playwright, identified pointedly as "He Meaning Him."

Paul Melone's directs smartly. Maureen Keiller makes her portrayal of Diane as sharp tongued-sometimes with crisply pronounced Yiddish words- yet vulnerable as her Sylvia in SpeakEasy's revival of "The Women" last year. Her opening speech, one which certainly helped Julie White win the best actress Tony originating the role, smartly balances the agent's venom and vitality. Robert Serrell catches all of Mitchell's self-centeredness along with his ongoing inner struggle between love and career.

Angie Jepson finds Ellen's glib tone and her general callousness. Best of all is Jonathan Orsini in the tricky role of Alex. Not only does he carefully demonstrate Alex's remarkable growth as a human being but he also makes the audience truly care about him.

Eric Levenson conveys the mutability of the quartet's respective fortunes in the carefully articulated areas of his scenic design. Jeff Adelberg evokes the toughness of the screen world in his nuance-rich lighting
Alex seeks integrity in the later going, but SpeakEasy's luminous "The Little Dog Laughed" beams it out from start to finish.

WHISTLE DOWN THE WIND: (CITI Wang Theatre, Boston).  Andrew Lloyd Webber must have been taken with the 1961 Hayley Mills-Alan Bates film "Whistle Down the Wind" and its focus on the innocence of children and their willingness to believe that a forlorn young man--who turns out to be a fugitive convicted murderer-could actually be Jesus in his second coming. Maybe this strange scenario-originally a novel by Mills' own mother - would have worked somewhat in musical form if its composer and his collaborators Patricia Knop and Gale Edwards had kept the setting in Lancashire instead of moving it a small town in Louisiana. With the move to the American South, this overly busy and confused adaptation gives scant attention to the relationship between the children and their father and includes rebels without a cause whose story is never really developed. Worse still, a plot involving racism-especially from bigoted policemen- seems like an addendum to the main story. What makes the weak book and the mixed score all the more disappointing is the presence of two major talents-big-voiced Eric Kunze as The Man and songbird Whitney Bashor as older daughter Swallow. Kunze brings wonderful fullness to his character's vivid solo "So Many Cries" and gives his character a majesty missing from much of the musical. Bashor, who is very convincing and natural as the girl on the threshold of womanhood, sings with the rich tone and confidence of a major talent. They should respectively have the kind of wonderful future in New York that eludes not-ready-for- Broadway "Whistle on the Wind." To borrow a motif from the show , this very flawed musical never had a prayer.

THIRD: (Huntington Theatre Company, Boston University Theatre). Wendy Wasserstein touches a nerve in this witty look at a legendary fictional pioneer professor at a prestigious New England college who possesses tragic dimension. Laurie Jameson's hubris is an over-weaning certainty about her liberal views and the diverse attitudes of others, especially the ideas and work of a somewhat unconventional student wrestler named Woodson Bull III ( called "Third" by his friends). Unlike her cancer-stricken colleague Nancy Gordon, Jameson cannot deal with exceptions and changes to her long-standing assumptions about people and the world. Her single-mindedness leads to an erroneous charge of plagiarism and a confrontation of sorts with Third.  Unfortunately, this timely and thoughtful play never fully establishes its striking "King Lear" associations with three generations-father, daughter Laurie and her own child-and opts for a softer resolution in terms of Jameson's tough-mindedness than Wasserstein's "The Heidi Chrinicles," arguably her best play.Still Maureen Anderman is spirited as Jameson and Graham Hamilton persuasive as Bull III. Best of all is Robin Pearson Rose as tenacious yet open-minded Gordon, clearly Wasserstein's voice here.  Richard Seer directs the solid cast sharply.

ANGELS IN AMERICA: PART I - MILLENIUM APPROACHES; PART II - PERESTROIKA: (Boston Theatre Works, Roberts Theatre, Stanford Calderwood Pavilion at the Boston Center for the Arts.) The plays of Jewish playwright-prophet Tony Kushner seem blessed with the threshold of revelation. His recent "Homebody Kabul," actually written before 9-11, provides rich insight on not only Afghanistan but also the ongoing conflict between Western and Eastern nations. Now, thanks to an intensely moving revival of his two- play powerhouse "Angels in America"(1992) by the young but highly accomplished small company Boston Theatre Works, local theatergoers have a very timely opportunity to return to Kushner's breathtaking vision of an America-and by extension a world-progression to greater moral and spiritual integrity. While this sweeping epic is subtitled "A Gay Fantasia on National Themes," time has only deepened the work's importance to all people- gay and straight, blacks and whites, Jews and Christians.

Indeed, "Angels" looks more prescient than ever. Part one, "Millenium Approaches," begins in 1985 with a New York rabbi named Isidor Chemelwitz eulogizing a Sarah Ironson as one of many shtetl-bred voyagers to a new life in America, where immigration now stands as a political issue as well as a phenomenon of change. Part two, "Perestroika," opens in 1986 with Aleksii Antedilluvianovich Prelapsarianov, billed as the world's oldest living Bolshevik, challenging his contemporaries to show him "the words that will reorder the world"-words that may be just as elusive in the age of terrorism, Chinese economic expansion and ever-growing militancy in the Islamic world. The play's Mormon Pitt family takes on importance in the plays as does a fellow religionist today as a presidential candidate. Even Jewish Republican McCarthy-era inquisitor Roy Cohn, denying his own gayness vehemently, calls to mind the recent similar actions of Idaho Senator Craig.

Whether audiences view Kushner's brilliant embrace of humanity as "fabulous creatures, each and every one" as a secular or religious take on the American experiment, its roots and sources are often richly Jewish. Prior Walter, the AIDS-stricken boyfriend of Ironson's grandson Louis and arguably the protagonist of the fantasia, alternately recalls biblical Jonah and Jacob as he tries to flee from prophecy at some moments and wrestles with one of the Angel of the Continental Principality of America at others. When hospitalized and finally disbarred Cohn dies from AIDS, Ironson-at the prodding of black gay nurse Belize-recites a fractured Kaddish ( he admits to not having a bar mitzvah) only to be curiously guided through the correct text of the memorial prayer by the ghost of Ethel Rosenberg, whom the notorious lawyer helped convict for spying.

Most of all, a large steel-paged book identified as the "Aleph Glyph" takes on the position of a holy book for the Great Work of change and transformation to which Prior-and all citizens of America and the world -are called. Of course, the Aleph itself stands out as the first letter of the Ten Commandments , the first letter of some of God's names and a Hebrew letter associated with amulets. While Kushner provocatively speaks of a divinity absconding from the university, he clearly also means to celebrate the ability of human beings like Prior,Louis, Mother Hannah Pitt and Belize to embrace life and make decisions unlike choice-less angels-a very traditional Jewish distinction.

As with all well -staged great theater, the specific and universal messages speak variously to different theatergoers. Yet the plays' heartfelt affirmation of human diversity and striving is unquestionable and stunningly evoked in a BTW triumph for talented co-directors Jason Southerland and Nancy Curran Willis. Kushner's stage directions advise no blackouts,rather rapid scene shifts and actor assistance with props, and the pacing and movement of the two plays ( which can be seen on one day with a break for lunch or in repertory) are gratiftyingly smooth. The only reservation here is the technical handling of the initial and dominant angel- played with good conviction if not enough intimidation by Elizabeth Aspenlieder. Even Kushner admits that its incredibly hard to make the angel's flying work, though some sort of wing evocation would be preferable to what resemble gates often used as safeguards in homes with young children. Also , the angel ladder could do with aleph adornment and a more mystical look (as the playwright suggests).

There is very little to quibble with about the first-rate cast. Recent Boston University graduate Tyler Reilly is commandingly vulnerable and valiant as Prior, especially as he struggles with the prophecy and later wrestles with an angel. Richard McElvain catches the music-like rhythm of clout-obsessed Cohn on the telephone and most of his meanness and forcefulness in the face of looming death in his hospital scenes. New York University masters degree recipient Bree Elrod sharply evokes the flowering of Hannah's daughter- in- law as she determines to explore her own future without her previously closeted court clerk husband Joe.

Sean Hopkins's wisely balanced performance as Joe catches the pathos as well as the volatile emotions that govern his changing life. Christopher Webb does well with Louis' odyssey to being a real mensch and caring for Prior. Maurice Parent is properly flamboyant and perceptive as Belize. Suzanne Nitter -called on for as many different roles as anyone in the cast ( all do well with the character switches called for by Kushner) brings good inflection to the Rabbi ( always played by an actress) and Rosenberg.

Nathan Leigh's sound design gives the right momentousness to the arrival of the initial angel and to the play's Arctic changes which anticipate recent global warming developments. John Malinowski's lighting incisively alternates between ominous muting and shadow on the one hand and ethereal radiance on the other.Laura C. McPherson's sets have most of the striking starkness that the plays demand-though the evocation of ruin could be more vivid in "Perestroika."
"Angels in America" continues to amaze and provoke with its poetic and poignant look at the changes- sexual, social and political- of the Reagan 80's. BTW's largely soaring staging-a company triumph no less-demonstrates that singular modern-day Jewish visionary Kushner has a lot to say about the transformations and movements that mark the Bush years as well.

Prior observes in his final touching speech- superbly delivered by Reilly- that "The world only spins forward." So it goes with the trail-blazing Boston Theatre Works' very involving "Angels."

MONTY PYTHON'S SPAMALOT: (BroadwayAcrossAmerica Tour, The Opera House, Boston; Providence Performing Arts Center).  Monty Python fans expect a musical "lovingly ripped off from the motion picture 'Monty Pyrhon and the Holy Grail'" to be silly ,even outrageous.The tour at the Opera House made the most of trademark zany jokes and routines, galloping knights and high-kicking ensembles. What may surprise audience members about the 2005 Tony Award winner "Monty Python's Spamalot" is the true highlight of the show, namely a splashy, engaging number named "You Won't Succeed on Broadway" in which King Arthur learns that Jews bring that elusive success. This seemingly offensive but actually praiseworthy ensemble ranges from a Hava Nagila tap sequence to a "Fiddler on the Roof"- derived nine-person bottle- balancing feat with five armor-covered knights even wearing Chassidic hats.  James Beaman proves winning as the number's featured knight Sir Robin. Jeff Dumas captures the great spirit of Arthur's secret Jewish assistant Patsy, and Patrick Heusinger delivers as a gay Sir Lancelot. Michael Siberry is merely effective as the king, but Esther Stillwell is commanding as the Lady of the Lake.  "Spamalot" will not be outrageous enough for Monty Python fanatics, but there is enough processed hilarity in this smorgasboard of silliness to delight theatergoers looking for an escape from more serious fare.

2 PIANOS 4 HANDS: (Presented with Marquis Entertainment at Merrimack Repertory Theatre, Lowell). Real-life would-be concert pianists Ted Dykstra and Richard Greenblatt chronicle their own respective career and learning challenges in the autobiographical play "2 Pianos 4 Hands." Their individual and shared experiences here range from reflections on dreams and disappointments to specifics about practice, competitions and ordeals with a diversity of instructors. Tom Frey as Dykstra and Richard Carsey as Greenblatt play an eclectic repertoire- from Bach ,Mozart and Chopin to "My Funny Valentine and "My Way." Greenblatt, who actually directed the production at Merrimack Repertory Theatre, even tells how he chanted "Baruch atah a-do-nai"( the start of a Hebrew blessing, invoked to bring good luck to his play) no less when tested and drilled by teacher Sister Loyola. Eventually, both musicians accept the frank if seemingly cruel judgments of the conservatory experts who examine them and settle for teaching positions rather than unsuccessful concert careers.  If the play is not fully satisfying, so it goes for the performers. While Carsey and especially Frey-a standout in a Schubert impromptu-play with sensitivity and care, the former needs to vary his expressions and body language more as the two not only portray the friend-pianists but also play the very different teachers that alternately challenge and appraise their respective talents. Frey is delightful as maverick pianist and rock star Jerry Lee Lewis. Although the play proves a crowd-pleaser, the depiction of grueling practice and performance could be even more striking and incisive.  A closing Bach encore while satisfying ought to be more stunning, and so should "2 Piano 4 Hands."

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THE NUTCRACKER: (40th Anniversary of Boston Ballet edition with alternating casts, The Opera House). Through the years, Clara, the heroine of the now 40 year old Boston Ballet version of the Tchaikovsky- scored "Nutcracker," has become a maturing adolescent. Once more of a simply dream-struck child, she has danced en pointe in recent years with both the Nutcracker Prince and sorcerer Drosselmeier, its mysterious creator- a development in keeping these days with the demanding training and fresh choreography of company artistic director Mikko Nissinen. As with all Claras of late-including talented Lauren Herfindahl ( seen by this critic) , the engaging character gains insight about romance from the Sugar Plum Fairy and her attentive partner the Cavalier-the latter role also danced by the Nutcracker dancer. At the performance in question, Roman Rykine skillfully summarized the battle of the Toy Soldiers and the Mice before the Sugar Plum and later joined her gracefully as the Cavalier. His turns were fairly wide, and his leaps effective. Larissa Ponomarenko, always pure poetry as the Sugar Plum, proved a particularly regal and enchanting conjuror here-especially in her turns and expressive hand movement. The standouts in the crowd-pleasing second act Kingdom of Sweets were enigmatic Lia Cirio and muscular,high- lifting Sabi Varga in Arabian. Melanie Atkins had some moments of radiance as the Dew Drop. Romi Beppu and Varga, though, needed to be less wintry a pairing as Snow Queen and King.

LA BOHEME: (Boston Lyric Opera, Shubert Theatre). "La Boheme," as with any true operatic gem ( "Rigoletto" and "Don Giovanni," among others) , demands a great performance. Although Timothy Ocel stages this Puccini masterwork with fresh ideas about ensemble scenes( and notable gusto when toy vendor Parpignol appears) and a good appreciation of the still-appealing banter between poet Rodolfo and his equally poor but spirited friends and Ari Pelto conducts effectively, the supporting roles of painter Marcello and his love grisette Musetta are the standouts when the lead parts , the heroic writer and his seamstress love Mimi should be the dazzling pair. Derek Taylor should bring as much fire to his acting as to his arias, and Alyson Cambridge-who catches all of her character's sweetness - needs sharper phrasing in her delivery. Timothy Mix sings with striking resonance, and Kimwana Doner is electrifying as Musetta. BLO audiences can dream of a "Boheme" that soars past the current solid one to true greatness.

THE THREE MUSKETEERS: (North Shore Music Theatre, Beverly, MA). Cardinal Richelieu seems to prowl the wings and the rear of this visually smart but dramatically uneven musical. Composer Stiles, lyricist Paul Leigh and author Peter Raby may be thinking of taking this ambitious effort to New York, but if so, Richelieu will need to demonstrate as much clout here as a character and a presence as he does in the Dumas novel. Kate Baldwin has her moments as Milady, but the first act ought to give the title swashbucklers stronger respective raisons d'etre. Aaron Tveit has appeal as D'Artagnan, amnd Jenny Fellner has some fire as Constance. Mick Bleyer is forceful as opposing swordsman Rochefort, but the musical inexplicably fails to give this significant adversary a signature number. Lez Brotherston provides sparkle with his inspired costumes, though director Francis Matthews does not seem to be demanding enough evocation of Paris from the double threat's sets, even given that this is theater in the round. Dennis Callahan should be calling for as much panache in his choreography as Bryce Birmingham delivers in his fight direction. One musketeer song chimes in "Count Me In," but a lot more needs to be done before New York audiences -or any others ,for that matter- rally around that sentiment.

FIGARO: (American Repertory Theatre in association with Theatre de la Jeune Leune and the Loeb Drama Center, Cambridge, MA). Somehow this blend of Beaumarchais and Mozart turned out smoother and more insightful than the "Don Juan Giovanni" collaboration with which it runs in repertory. Steven Epp is magnificent as Fig, especially at a moment of truth in which he looks at life-particularly his own- with brutal candor. Bradley Greenwald has the right imperiousness as Count Almaviva.

MY FAIR LADY: (Fiddlehead Theatre, Norwood, MA). If you see Bridget Beirne and Brendan McNab paired in a musical, call it a must-see.That was the case with their astonishing work in SpeakEasy Stage Company's haunting revival of "Parade." Now they mesh brilliantly in Fiddlehead Theatre's often loverly "My Fair Lady." McNab catches Higgins' light-hearted condescension and ultimate feeling and caring, while Beirne beautifully captures the transformation of Eliza Doolittle from a sometimes fearful, sometimes beleaguered Cockney flower girl to an unequivocal lady and independent spirit. David Krinitt smartly underplays as Pickering. Nathan Troupe, engaging as Freddy, richly delivers "On the Street Where You Live." The one weak performance is Dan Kelly's strangely under-played Alfred. Kelly often seems to be going through the motions in this stellar character role-especially in his musical numbers. Wendy Hall effectively choreographs the townspeople numbers. For the most part, director Stacey Stephens has really done it.

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