by Douglas Whaley
This charming musical has long been a favorite of mine, and I went to the Evolution Theatre Company’s final performance of Boy Meets Boy with high hopes. The musical, with its tuneful score, clever lyrics, and deliberately corny book (Billy Solly wrote the music and lyrics, and collaborated on the book with Donald Ward) is certainly up there on the stage at the Riffe Center, and it is a true production of the now 35 year-old show. For the most part it’s well sung, acted, and staged. I took two young gay friends and they had a good time.
But anyone sitting in the audience, including them, sees problems with the show. Postponing that, let’s start with the show’s good qualities.
Everything on the stage is done with great enthusiasm, and lots of talent is on display. The two leads are Eric McKeever as Casey O’Brien, a playboy/reporter who falls in love with an ugly duckling English nobleman, Guy Rose, played by Daniel Christian. Their love affair is what the opening chorus calls “an old cliché again” (boy meets/loses/wins boy), set in an improbable 1936 where marriage between men is accepted without question. These two performers are both terrific, and their strong singing and acting (and even chemistry) keeps the show above water. The show’s director Mark Phillips Schwamberger doubles as an actor, playing Andrew, Casey’s best friend, and he’s quite a talent too, having the only consistent English accent in a show that calls for lots of them. Adrian Helser, who plays two different English characters, doesn’t even try. Ms. Helser is charming and can sing, but never takes over the stage the way one of her roles, Josephine La Rose, must do in Act Two, particularly in the song “It’s a Dolly.”
That brings us to Scott Risner as the villain Clarence Cutler. He’s a most frustrating performer to watch. Quite visibly nervous at the start, his timing was off, and I thought we were about to witness a disaster. But then Mr. Risner calmed down and was very funny as he diabolically manipulated the plot, and the audience loved him. Alas, when singing alone, he simply couldn’t do it, which was painful to watch, and he wisely ended up talking his way through much of his two big numbers. Interestingly, he could sing fine when in a duet with others, so it appeared to be a matter of self-confidence. His big second act solo, “Clarence’s Turn” was a train wreck, with parts omitted (I assume intentionally), and, at its end, was turned into a duet so that the ending could actually be sung.
The chorus members, all of whom had minor solo parts, were uneven, with the women faring better than the men. All could sing, but when the six of them sang together it rarely blended into a consistent sound. The dancing was nothing to brag about, though not embarrassing either. The lighting by Jason Banks was excellent, and the costumes by Mary McMullen were period-perfect, although she seemed to think that all the men of the thirties wore suit pants that sagged alarmingly at the ankles like the skin of a shar pei at rest. The sets were almost non-existent, even in the big nightclub scene, and that distracted from the charm the show usually carries. The musical direction by Kelly Winner was proficient, and I assume she was the energetic pianist who ably accompanied the musical numbers.
Mr. Schwamberger’s direction was quite good, but, perhaps because he was on stage as an actor, little annoying things went unattended to. For example, when the heroes sang a sprightly duet about their mutual love of scouting, only one of them could do the Boy Scout salute correctly. Or, at the very end, a nice tableaux of the gay couple on a wedding cake was marred by their having to a battle a large hanging valentine which mysteriously obscured their faces unless they awkwardly leaned around it.
If this version of Boy Meets Boy had been a local community theater production it would have been deemed a great success. But as a professional performance it couldn’t be given that label by anyone who saw it, even someone who enjoyed it as much as I did. Evolution’s next production, The Goat: or Who Is Sylviahas been canceled as the company goes through the process of restructuring Evolution will return next season with two to three productions to be announced. For more information, call 614-256-1223 or 614-256-1223.
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Douglas Whaley is an Ohio State University Law Professor who went back to doing theater in 2004 when he retired from full-time teaching. In his youth he did a great deal of theater, and since retiring has acted in numerous shows (playing the leads in “King Lear” at Rosebriar Shakespeare’s 2008 production, and “The Man Who Came to Dinner” and “Deathtrap” at Little Theatre Off Broadway), and directed three plays (”The Curious Savage” at LTOB, “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?” at Emerald City Players, and “Closure” at Curtain Players). He is the author of a novel called “Imaginary Friend” and, since having had a heart transplant in November of 2009 (!), he has maintained a very popular blog.