I’m not the biggest fan of Hollywood on Broadway. Ticket prices are hugely over-inflated, if you can even get your hands on one. And film stars don’t always make for the most engaging stage performers.
That being said, I highly recommend you beg, borrow and steal to scrape together way more than three pennies (forget about what I said in the first paragraph) and catch the coolest, edgiest production to hit Broadway, maybe ever!
Wallace Shawn’s adaptation of Brecht and Weill’s Threepenny Opera brings a jolt of electricity to a seemingly staid season on Broadway. From the set crafted largely out of neon, to the sexy goth-meets-punk-meets-pirate costumes by Isaac Mizrahi, to not just the breaking but the complete eradication of the Fourth Wall, this production is challenging in ways that season ticket holders might not be used to. There was no curtain call for instance (the performers exited through the audience with house lights up). This confused a lot of people.
The cornerstone of the show, though, is the white-hot cast. There is nobody more compulsively watchable than Alan Cumming. With his jet black Mohawk and tight-ass pants, he rocks as Macheath, the devilish antihero. Cyndi Lauper makes an awesome Broadway debut as Jenny, all haunting and beautiful. And who knew Ana Gasteyer of SNL fame was an opera singer?! She and the fantastic Jim Dale are hilarious as Mr. and Mrs. Peachum, with an excellent Nellie McKay as their semi-rebellious daughter, Polly.
It’s bawdy and provocative and they all make out with each other a lot. I would see it again and again!