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AP Review: 'Jesus Christ Superstar' overly flashy

By Mark Kennedy

Associated Press

Published: Thursday, March 22 2012 7:20 p.m. MDT

In this theater publicity image released by Boneau/Bryan-Brown, Paul Nolan, center left, and Josh Young are shown with the cast during a performance of "Jesus Christ Superstar," in New York.

Bryan-Brown, Joan Marcus, AP Photo/Boneau

NEW YORK — While walking out of the Neil Simon Theatre, one might be forgiven for wondering: Who knew the greatest story ever told needed this much help?

Des McAnuff's hyped-up vision of "Jesus Christ Superstar" opened Thursday with a showbiz bang — pimping the story of Christ with riffs from mega-movie franchises like "The Matrix" and "The Mummy" and daring to wow by cramming in as many eye-popping visuals as a summer blockbuster.

The cast scampers up and down steel ladders like pirates, the priests wear full-length leather dusters, and the Roman soldiers look like bikers hopped up on meth while spinning metal poles. An unfortunate campy scene with King Herod — complete with a gaudy giant "H'' that will remind you of the History Channel logo — seems lifted from another musical altogether.

An electronic ticker sets the location — "Mount Zion. Thursday. Passover" — although the production weirdly also uses surtitles. Both are unnecessary. And projections, while well done by Sean Nieuwenhuis, simply add nothing until, in one of the final scenes, he floods the back wall with Bible passages. The costumes lean on cowl and tunics and long pieces of fabric, seemingly lifted from the desert scenes in "Star Wars," and there are frequently lines of dancers busting out hip-hop moves.

Basically, Jesus and Co. sometimes look like they're in a Billy Idol video, circa 1989.

The thinking must have been that such an overly muscular staging was necessary to resurrect a moldy old set of songs from the 1970s. But such lack of confidence is the ultimate betrayal of Andrew Lloyd Webber and Tim Rice, whose pulsating, guitar- and organ-driven score — led by standouts "I Don't Know How To Love Him," ''Everything's Alright" and "Superstar" — is still super and now given hypnotic life by musical director Rick Fox.

In fact, all the bells and whistles on stage grow increasingly cloying and wearying. What's with all the buzz? Quit it already. We get it: The eye candy — the razzle-dazzle — is meant to connect the Jesus story with a pop popularity contest like "American Idol," but it tries too hard.

"I've been living to see you. Dying to see you, but it shouldn't be like this," sings a lovely Chilina Kennedy as Mary Magdalene with lyrics that might as well refer to this production. "Could we start again?"

McAnuff pushes the paranoid, a not bad decision, seeing as how the story ends. The actors are all prone to darting, fearful glances and have a look of being hunted. That mood is heightened by lighting designer Howell Binkley, who uses subdued grays and dark tones — the exceptions being the white-hot spotlights when God is present.

This is no hippy-dippy look at the last days of Jesus' life — this is one where the guy in robes with long blond hair (an all-around excellent Paul Nolan) is being hunted, the priests conspire in rumbling voices while dressed like bad versions of Morpheus, and there's a potential Judas everywhere.

Unfortunately, in one recent preview, the original Judas was actually missing: Josh Young, who originated the part, was felled by illness and the part was ably filled by Jeremy Kushnier. Young was to be in the lineup once again Thursday night.

There are some brilliantly staged moments — the beggars descending on Jesus in the song "The Temple/Make Us Well," the death of Judas and the final crucifixion of Christ. All are big and brassy. But then again, just a few blocks away, "Godspell" has the same crucifixion, just as moving but without the bombast.

There are moments in this "Jesus Christ Superstar" when it feels like a snuff show, one that gets off on torture. We didn't need to sit through all 39 lashes that strike the messiah, even if the accumulation of digital red blood looked cool. In McAnuff's world, subtle apparently is for sissies.

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