We went to see Jekyll and Hyde yesterday at the Camelot Theatre in Talent. I really had hopes for this one, but alas we found ourselves doing what we do more often than not — bailing at the intermission. This time it was a clear case of large, bawdy telegraphic material blasting itself into unemotional oblivion in an intimate venue. Dammit we should have known better.
I just hate to say anything bad about the Camelot because we like the little theatre and want to see it continue and thrive, but we could have cared less about this musical. Another example of entertainment-for-entertainment’s-sake.
At least it wasn’t another neo-post-modern, over-priced, masturbatory speed-read production in Ashland where I frequently imagine the director snickering while the actors have more fun than the audience. So far this season we’ve seen A Streetcar Named Desire and The Taming of the Shrew. Streetcar was way over-acted but not a complete waste, but we were in the cheap seats (there are plenty of expensive cheap seats in Ashland venues — don’t let anyone tell you otherwise); Shrew was horribly miscast, weirdly staged and unevenly blocked, and of course, speed-read.