'Legally Blonde' comes to the Broward Center
Ohmigod, you guys! The hit-movie-turned-hit-musical 'Legally Blonde' comes to Broward for a two-week run.
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IF YOU GO
What: ``Legally Blonde'' by Nell Benjamin, Laurence O'Keefe and Heather Hach
Where: Broward Center for the Performing Arts, 201 SW Fifth Ave., Fort Lauderdale, through Nov. 22
When: 8 p.m. Tuesday-Saturday, 7:30 p.m. Sunday, 2 p.m. Wednesday and Saturday-Sunday
Cost: $23-$67
Info: 954-462-0222 or www.browardcenter.org
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How much you enjoy Legally Blonde the Musical -- and loads of people do -- will probably depend on your tolerance for things kitschy and adorable.
Appreciate cute dogs and peppy cheerleaders and girls who bother to color-coordinate a feather-topped pen with a glittering pink tank top? Then you'll probably think Blonde is da bomb.
Think a musical that stereotypes gay guys, a black judge and its own main character (who has more in common with Malibu Barbie than a legal eagle) is at least retro, if not offensive? Then you may be reaching for something else pink, as in Pepto-Bismol.
Legally Blonde the Musical, now displaying both its charming assets and its obvious flaws at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts, carved out a decent (if not blockbuster) run on Broadway in 2007-2008.
Its greatest strength stems from its comic, triumphant you-go-girl tale of California sorority girl Elle Woods (Becky Gulsvig), who gets dumped by her boyfriend, follows him to Harvard Law School and ultimately discovers a more powerful version of herself. Reese Witherspoon became a star playing Elle in the 2001 hit movie and a 2003 sequel, so it's hardly a surprise that Broadway -- which so often looks to successful movies for its musical inspiration -- would want to bring a little pink power to the Great White Way.
The musical's creators -- composer-lyricists Laurence O'Keefe and Nell Benjamin, script writer Heather Hach and director-choreographer Jerry Mitchell -- tried to infuse the stage version with the movie's quirky comedy while making room for razzle-dazzle musical numbers. But too many moments in Legally Blonde the Musical are more goofy than genuine.
Elle's beautician pal Paulette (Natalie Joy Johnson), for example, sings a song about how she adores all things Irish (though the lyrics reference the ``highlands'' and ``bagpipes,'' so maybe all that perm solution erased elementary school geography lessons from her brain). In truth, Ireland is nothing more than a setup for a later Lord of the Dance-style number.
The second act begins with Elle's client-to-be, murder defendant Brooke Wyndham (Coleen Sexton), leading her fellow ``female'' inmates in a killer workout session as they huff and puff their way through the song Whipped Into Shape. But some of the gals are actually guys wearing bad wigs and chest-padded orange jumpsuits. Maybe that looks OK from the balcony, but from anywhere closer? Nah.
The touring cast is just fine. Gulsvig brings a radiant confidence to Elle, belting when she needs to, finding poignant near-defeat in the show's title song. D.B. Bonds is a knight in rumpled armor as Elle's mentor-turned-beau Emmett. Jeff McLean is (quite properly) a self-adoring jerk as Warner, the guy who does Elle wrong, and understudy Sara Sheperd brings just the right amount of witchiness to the role of his new squeeze Vivienne. Johnson is a scene-stealing Paulette, Ven Daniel a mass of moving muscle as her hunky UPS guy crush, and Ken Land a professor Callahan who underscores everything lawyer-haters believe about attorneys.
And did I mention that the dogs -- Frankie as Elle's Chihuahua Bruiser, Nellie as Paulette's Bulldog Rufus -- are cute?
Still, Legally Blonde the Musical looks tired, as if Elle's oft-repeated journey from Malibu to Harvard has worn away at the show and its charms, rendering it a pale pink imitation of its far more enjoyable source.
Christine Dolen is The Miami Herald's theater critic.
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