Stephen Schwartz's time-honored gems continue to cast a spell on audiences at Pippin, the eccentric picaresque that catapulted its composer and lyricist to stardom back in 1972. Now, reimagined for a contemporary fringe venue, the show takes on an air of ramshackle narrative conjured from thin air by a band of travelling players.
The production, directed and choreographed by Amanda Noar, is framed as if the entire ensemble had been thrust into this unconventional setting to recount their own tales. The result is a delightfully unorthodox framing device that heightens Pippin's naivety, courtesy of lead actor Lewis Edgar being plucked from the audience to play the titular role. Emily Friberg's commanding presence as the authoritarian Leading Player further underscores the character's spellbinding control over her troupe.
While some might lament the lack of capturing the musical's prevailing malevolence, Schwartz's beguiling songs – such as "Cats fit on the window sill, children fit in the snow" – remain a highlight. Bob Fosse's choreography for the Manson trio and Hannah Danson's eclectic costume design masterfully evoke 1970s flair.
Simon Jackson's golden lighting perfectly underscores the emotional depth of performances, including Lewis Edgar's gentle delivery of Morning Glow, where Simple Joys abound amidst hula hoops flying across the stage. The show also boasts a talented supporting cast, with standout performances from Clare Brice as Berthe and Mia Quimpo in her professional debut as Catherine.
If Pippin is indeed the tale of a boy becoming a man, it ultimately fails to fully solidify its narrative footing due to Edgar's disjointed portrayal. Nevertheless, the show's core message – of searching for meaning beyond traditional boundaries – shines through in its whimsical storytelling and simple yet effective musical numbers. Despite some missing darkness from its original context, Pippin continues to cast a spell on audiences with its enchanting blend of weird magic and straightforward wonder.
The production, directed and choreographed by Amanda Noar, is framed as if the entire ensemble had been thrust into this unconventional setting to recount their own tales. The result is a delightfully unorthodox framing device that heightens Pippin's naivety, courtesy of lead actor Lewis Edgar being plucked from the audience to play the titular role. Emily Friberg's commanding presence as the authoritarian Leading Player further underscores the character's spellbinding control over her troupe.
While some might lament the lack of capturing the musical's prevailing malevolence, Schwartz's beguiling songs – such as "Cats fit on the window sill, children fit in the snow" – remain a highlight. Bob Fosse's choreography for the Manson trio and Hannah Danson's eclectic costume design masterfully evoke 1970s flair.
Simon Jackson's golden lighting perfectly underscores the emotional depth of performances, including Lewis Edgar's gentle delivery of Morning Glow, where Simple Joys abound amidst hula hoops flying across the stage. The show also boasts a talented supporting cast, with standout performances from Clare Brice as Berthe and Mia Quimpo in her professional debut as Catherine.
If Pippin is indeed the tale of a boy becoming a man, it ultimately fails to fully solidify its narrative footing due to Edgar's disjointed portrayal. Nevertheless, the show's core message – of searching for meaning beyond traditional boundaries – shines through in its whimsical storytelling and simple yet effective musical numbers. Despite some missing darkness from its original context, Pippin continues to cast a spell on audiences with its enchanting blend of weird magic and straightforward wonder.