"Beauty and the Beast" is one of those timeless fairy tales that seems to find a new audience with each new generation.
The folks at Disney certainly are doing their best to keep the Beast tradition alive, first with its 1991 animated classic-in-the-making, which gave us a snarling Beast, a strong-willed Belle and a bunch of talking (and singing) household objects.
Disney's "B and B" begat the Broadway musical, which added songs and fleshed out characters, and piled up the sixth-longest run in Great White Way history over a 13-year period.
That spawned the touring version, "Disney's Beauty and the Beast," a new production of which launched in February and came to the Plaza Theatre Monday night, the kickoff of its annual Broadway in El Paso Presented by El Paso Electric series.
To say it was the hottest ticket on a cold night was an understatement. Word has it the show sold out more than a week ago, and there were at least a few poor souls chilling near the box office to buy, not scalp the coveted tickets.
Inside, the theater was filled with the old guard and young parents with little princesses and, presumably, princes in tow. More than a few sported their Sunday best, and a couple of the little girls I saw held some of the $5 plastic roses that were on sale in the lobby, along with $15 tiaras and $25 Belle dolls (my favorite was the t-shirt that said, "He's such a beast").
The merch served as a reminder that this centuries-old French folk tale has more than enduring appeal, it's pretty friendly to cash registers too.
The story's a pretty simple woman-is-imprisoned-by-beast story. She's stuck in the horned, fanged monster's castle after trading her dreams for her bumbling inventor father's freedom.
Of course, the Beast is a beast because he wasn't very nice to an old woman who turned out to be an enchantress. She turned him into a monster and his servants into animate objects, including a candle (Lumiere), clock (Cogsworth), teapot and teacup (Mrs. Potts and Chip) and wardrobe (Madame de la Grande Bouche).
Teach him to turn down a free rose.
To break the spell, he must fall in love with someone who loves him in return, kind of tough when you go around growling, snorting, scaring and imprisoning people. But Belle's no pushover, refusing his order to join him for dinner, but making a connection when the big guy risks life and paw to rescue you her from a pack of wolves (well, a trio).
You don't have to see it to know how it turns out, but this production from NETworks is an eyeful and an earful. The staging was top-flight, from Stanley A. Meyer's richly detailed sets to Tony Award-winning costume designer Ann Hould-Ward's tastefully muted (and versatile) threads to those inventive songs (like the layered vocals on "Belle") by Alan Menken, Tim Rice and the late Howard Ashman.
The rich staging was indicative of the kind of high level of quality with which director Rob Roth, who directed the Broadway musical, approached this update. The production, which offers a nice balance of sentiment and humor, ran two hours with intermission, moved quickly and seldom sagged.
Roth's crisp direction and imaginative staging have a lot to do with that, but so does the energy and talent of the young cast, which, instead of the usual one great and a few good singers, boasted three strong lead vocalists and a supporting cast that managed to be cute and clever without ever being cloying.
Nathaniel Hackmann as the posturing, flexing, beer-swilling and self-loving Gaston had an especially strong, almost operatic baritone and a flare for Gaston's insufferable egocentrism.
Justin Glaser balanced the Beast's boorishness, awkwardness and vulnerability with a tenor that soared and roared on his signature song, "If I Can't Love Her."
Liz Shivener's Belle was almost overshadowed by her co-stars' muscular voices, but found her strength on the inspirational showcase "A Change in Me."
A strong supporting cast brought a comedic balance to the romantic elements with good comic timing and restraint, including Merritt David Janes as the mischievous French human candle, Lumiere (part Pepe Le Pew, part Maurice Chevalier), Keith Kirkwood as the dithering timekeeper Cogsworth and Michael Fatica as Lefou, the muscle-bound Gaston's slapstick sidekick.
The production wasn't without its problems and curiosities. Microphones cut out occasionally and created static in one instance. One of the biggest production numbers, "Be Our Guest," with its can-can dancing plates and gymnastic "Welcome" mat, lacked the energy of the more satisfying "Gaston" dance number, with its inventive stein-clicking routine.
It's a kids show (as their frequent laughter would attest) that adults can watch, but the scene in which Gaston stabs the Beast was a bit strong for some of the very young children in the crowd. Another scene where Chip talks while resting on a serving tray was just plane weird. It looked like Mrs. Potts was addressing a decapitated child.
But they're minor quibbles. "Disney's Beauty and the Beast" was easily one of the best quality productions I've seen over the two years I've been covering Broadway shows at the Plaza. And it's a shining example of just how well an age-old story can be told with a youthful energy.
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