“You mustn’t ever ask me questions. If I want to tell you anything, I will.”
All I know is that any event involving fishnet stockings is instantly better:
- Cabaret by the Red Mountain Theatre Company
- Halloween, generally
- Dance events, generally
- Artwalk this year, because of that one flirty blonde
- The Rocky Horror Picture Show
- Some football halftime shows
- Dragon*Con
- The Monday morning staff meeting many years ago with that head-turning law clerk
- High school calculus class (my twenty-something teacher sometimes wore them)
It’s also instantly better when the dancers come out before the show and stretch – precociously – in the front of the house. Or help to condiment your bratwurst before the show. (Sunday evening at Red Mountain Theatre Company included a drink and light dinner, accessorized by the sultry Kit Kat dancers – a great touch.) Outrageously distracting and a great way to skip everything out of the frame. It’s hard to take notes with all those provocative girls hovering around. I’m just glad I wasn’t on a first date. I can’t imagine this sort of mischief happening over at the Alabama Ballet. Two groups that are two different kinds of sexy.
“This is totally crazy – that’s why I thought you might go for it!”
The thing about Cabaret is that, when you look a little closer, the dancers are revealed to be a little more tired, more haggard, and more destitute. Either that, or more menacing, ominous, and corrupt; the dancers are always watching from the sidelines in a sinister and threatening way. As so often happens, something that looks amazing at first turns out to have more than a few chinks in the armor. Things are never what they seem, and these characters get more faded and drained as the performance continues. After a while, even the fishnets can’t cover it up. This transformation reminds me of that “Ooh La La” song in Rushmore (by Faces):
Poor old Granddad,
I laughed at all his words
I thought he was a bitter man
He spoke of women’s ways
They’ll trap you then they’ll use you
Before you even know
For love is blind and you’re far too kind
Don’t ever let it show
The can-can’s such a pretty show
Will steal your heart away
But backstage back on earth again
The dressing rooms are grey
They come on strong and it ain’t too long
‘Fore they make you feel a man
But love is blind and you soon will find
You’re just a boy again
When you want her lips, you get her cheek
Makes you wonder where you are
If you want some more then she’s fast asleep
Leaves you twinkling with the stars…
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger
The Emcee (DaWoyne Alexander) may be one of my favorite characters in all of theatre. He does a great job of being infectiously fun and worryingly malevolent all at once. Sally Bowles (Ashley Wieronski) has a similar divide. We’re asked to both like her yet realize exactly how much trouble she’s going to be. Wieronski has a talented singing voice and has an excellent, careless, Daisy Buchanan moment, slinging her gin all over the floor while she talks. On the other hand, Herr Schultz (Jesse Bates) had no menace in him at all and I can confidently single him out as tender, sweet, and practically perfect. The American writer, Cliff (Joel Walker), does well at the tough job of playing likeable, but not quite memorable – a wallflower in the flamboyant world of the Kit Kat club.
It’s fun to turn around to check out the audience during a show and find them pretty much all smiles. There’ s not much of a bigger compliment I could give. Everyone’s already happy and awaiting their chance to grow those smiles even bigger. A full house of satisfied customers.
Thank you to Nicole Smith and Red Mountain Theatre Company for letting me in to see a great show.
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