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Musical (1979)

Musique: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Paroles: Don Black

Type de série: Revival
Théâtre: Gielgud Theatre (Londres - Angleterre)
Durée : 10 mois
Nombre :
Première Preview : vendredi 04 avril 2003
Première : mardi 15 avril 2003
Dernière : samedi 14 février 2004
Mise en scène : Matthew Warchus
Chorégraphie : Aucun
Avec : Denise van Outen
Commentaires : Originally part of the “Song and Dance” double-bill staged at the Palace Theatre over 20 years ago, this had now been expanded into a stand-alone piece. It had been substantially updated (to include the internet, e-mails and mobile phones) and re-written, with the unnamed girl writing home to Mum in Ilford (originally it was Muswell Hill - in 1982 Marti Webb was far more Jewish than Essex girl Denise van Outen). The show was still presented as a one-act song-cycle, now running for 90 minutes. There was much praise for Denise van Outen, and although the material itself received a mixed reaction, the show ran ten months. The BBC critic observed, "This may be the smallest show Lloyd Webber's ever written, but the score (to appropriately conversational lyrics by Don Black) contains several of his very best songs."
During the run Marti Webb returned to her old part and, following the West End run, subsequently toured the UK with the show, alternating with Faye Tozer and Patsy Palmer.
Presse : MICHAEL BILLINGTON for THE GUARDIAN says, "Although it has some good songs, it seems a slight piece that is scarcely rendered more plausible by the presence of the sassy, sexy Denise Van Outen."

RHODA KOENIG for THE INDEPENDENT says, "Lloyd Webber's music is laughably trite. Van Outen seems a nice girl, but her singing and acting are very average."

BENEDICT NIGHTINGALE for THE TIMES says, " She’s [Van Outen] at her best when Don Black’s often adroit, witty lyrics allow her to be sharp, funny and derisive about men."

CHARLES SPENCER for THE DAILY TELEGRAPH says, "It's trite, it's sentimental, it is profoundly second-rate."

NICK CURTIS for THE EVENING STANDARD says, "It feels old. Without Van Outen, I suspect it would feel even older."