AISLE SAY New York

HOW TO SUCCEED IN BUSINESS
WITHOUT REALLY TRYING

Music and Lyrics by Frank Loesser
Book by Abe Burrows, Jack Weinstock & Willie Gilbert
Based on the published book by Shepherd Mead
Starring Daniel Radcliffe and John Laroquette
Al Hirschfeld Theatre
Official Website

Reviewed by David Spencer

How is it possible for a revival of a musical as giddy and madcap as How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying to be so good that it actually pisses you off?

                        Imagine the parent-teacher grade school conference. ÒI donÕt know what to say, Mr. and Mrs. Ashford. Little Robbie is so talented and so smartÑbut creativity comes so easily to him that sometimes he doesnÕt always finish what he starts before heÕs onto the next thing; and sometimes he just doesnÕt know when to stop. I just know, though, that with a little disciplineÉÓ

                        That was pretty much my feeling as I watched the production in question. On the one hand, director choreographer Rob Ashford has managed something rare: he has re-envisioned a classic musicalÑin this case the Frank Loesser/Abe Burrows et al romp derived from Shepherd MeadÕs bestselling Òinstructional manualÓÑwith new spins on nearly all the elementsÑparticularly casting, where he selectively shies from some very familiar pre-conceptions of the main characters in favor of choices that are off the beaten path without being off the actual path. The difference in philosophies is subtle, but itÕs the difference between new adventure and misadventure. And the key is his having kept the basic thematic, symbolic and comedy spine of each character intact. One needs to look no further than the headliners:

                        Daniel Radcliffe doesnÕt bring impishness to the table as J. Pierpont Finch, the young window washer who begins a meteoric rise to the top of the business food chain at the World Wide Wicket Company. Or at least not much of it; his interpretation is one of monolithic (but not monochrome) determination, occasionally punctuated by a moment in which you realize Finch is slyer than he lets on, even to the audienceÑan insight which extends to oneÕs feeling about Radcliffe himself. He has some of the telltale stiffness of a straight-drama newcomer to musicals, which includes a certain rhythmic rigidity as he sings; but he also has the energy and commitment of a trouper; heÕs a surprisingly game, limber dancer; and his innate charm is palpable and realÑas is his intelligence. If the performance is not quite inspired, it is at least infused with likability. 

                        John Larroquette as big boss J. B. Biggly doesnÕt at all mold to the specs-wearing old-timer template, fashioned around former heartthrob crooner Rudy Vallee when he created the role in 1961. HeÕs more of a bluffer and bumbler (an older, somewhat mellower version, perhaps of his Dan Fielding turn on the sitcom Night Court beginning nearly three decades ago). ThereÕs an odd sweetness to his ineptitude, which seems expertly camouflaged to everyone except us. And when his Biggley gets excited over finding in Finch what he believes to be a kindred spirit, he expresses it with an irrepressible and deliriously incongruous, childlike bounciness.

                        Same with the musical numbersÑunlike the overstated, focus-grabbing, material-distrusting direction that infused Des McAnuffÕs revival of 1994 (boy it sure doesnÕt seem as long as 16 years ago!), Ashford has faith in the scenes and songs to do their job, and makes it his job to facilitate them.

                        So whatÕs not to like?

                        WellÉ

                        (ItÕd take far too long to chapter-and-verse the context of each bullet-point here, but IÕm going to assume most of you have at least a passing familiarity with the show, since it is a major part of the canon. Those of you who donÕt, bear with me and perhaps context will make things clear enough.)

                        ThereÕs a good deal of over-choreography in a several numbers. Too much stamping-the-mail business during ÒThe Company WayÓ; distracting (and thematically irrelevant) tap-dancing during ÒCinderella DarlingÓ; over-involved slinky/sleuthy espionage-type moves as the executives sing the ÒI Gotta Stop That ManÓ prelude to ÒI Believe in YouÓÉnone of it exactly pulls focus from the points, each song still comes off properlyÉbut youÕre aware that someoneÕs showing off and it almost exhausts your concentration. What's missing is a sense of proportion, of how to edit a good idea.

                        Then thereÕs commonsense stuff. There are all those long spaces between phrases when Finch sings ÒI Believe in YouÓ to his reflection in the executive washroom mirror. TheyÕre there for the actor to playfully fill out. Radcliffe assiduously doesnÕt. He just clings (almost desperately) to his look of steely determination until the next phrase to be sung. Radcliffe may not be a natural comedian or a born musical theatre animal, in the mode of the roleÕs originator, Robert Morse, but heÕs resourceful enoughÑand the only reason for him not to be using those resources in an exposed spot is because Ashford didnÕt help him. (This may be a function of Asford not being what they call an ÒactorsÕ directorÓÑyet?Ñbut IÕve never understood how even a director whose other skills take precedence can miss something so obvious.) Then thereÕs the ÒBrotherhood of ManÓ sequence. The trigger for Finch starting the song off is his desire to keep Wally Womper, the Head of the Board of Directors from firing everybodyÑso why hasnÕt Radcliffe been directed to deliver the song to Womper (at least cursorily, so we stay mindful of dramatic tension) and focus on WomperÕs reaction? Plus: thereÕs that built-in vamp (it can also be a frozen pause) after Finch makes his caseÉitÕs supposed to keep pulsing (or holding) until Womper finally jumps up and sings: ÒNo kiddinÕ? Is there really a brotherhood of man?Ó But Ashford totally ignores the beat, and Womper just joins in singing, no palpable decision having been made. And it makes no sense. The whole point of Womper saying ÒNo kiddinÕ?Ó is to announce that, YES!, after all, heÕs on board with the philosophyÑennabling FinchÕs final triumph. ItÕs not that the number doesnÕt come offÉthe narrative is not complex, How to Succeed is musical comedy in the most extreme use of the classification, the audience assumes the transitionÉbut theyÕd enjoy the moment that much more if they didnÕt have toÉand their instinctive faith in the inevitable happy ending doesnÕt mean attention should not be paid to just these little sharp details. Such detailsÕ existence is not predicated on nuances of interpretation; theyÕre built in and conspicuously part of the writing. How you may deliver them may be up for consideration. But not to deliver them at all?

                        How, how how can Ashford so infuse How to Succeed with vital, knowing life, garnering one of the most enthusiastic audience responses IÕve heard in a long, long timeÉdeservedly soÉand at the same time be so lazy (which is not to be confused with unindustrious)Ñor just randomly oblivious? ItÕs a question that makes me crazy, and if I try to ponder it too long, IÕll be like one of those mad, uncontrollable supercomputers in the old science fiction episodes who are finally stopped because the hero asks it a question that poses a logical contradiction, forcing it to self-destructive implosion.

                        In the end, all one can do is take comfort in the fact that Ashford has, overall, brought in a genuinely terrific revival. And keep remembering that thatÕs the main thingÉ


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