<b>REVIEW | </b>By Dale Burrows For the Weekly Herald
It is a knock-your-socks-off Sunday punch. I am still laughing.
Then why are my socks still on?
The bling, zing and zip start when the curtain goes up.
Down-and-out Broadway producer Max Bialystock (Richard Gray) vows to get back on top when his latest musical flops. Talk about “poor me” dreaming the impossible dream. Gray’s ham it up and razzle-dazzle stage magic kicks off at the get go.
Enter mousy accountant come to audit the books, Leo Bloom (Brian Earp). Leo notes Max’s flop nets him $2,000. Make millions producing flops? Max is all over the idea.
Don’t miss Gray and Earp’s “We Can Do It.” It is vaudeville song and dance, big time. It is the Pied Piper piping, the gullible gulping, the blind leading the blind and from there on, rose-colored glasses, stars in the eyes and the business there is no business like.
Pins popping balloons for fun?
Who is a better target than a Nazi wishing Germany had won the war?
David Anthony Lewis, goose-stepping in lederhosen and helmet with sabre drawn, is bust-a-gut funny as Franz Liebkind, author of “Springtime for Hitler.”
This is, as Village musical comedies can be counted on to be, big, bold, bright and Broadway as I have seen Broadway shows to be.
Why then are my socks still on?
The ending trademarks Village’s musical comedies.
This would be the blockbuster of all blockbusters if the curtain went down after the last block busted. Big bang, cap on, curtain down, I say. The cap on this one literally goes on after a string of moments that drag.
Agree or not, this “Producers” produces. Recommended highly for folks who like to laugh.
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WHEN: Through July 29
WHERE: Everett Performing Arts Center, 2710 Wetmore Ave., Everett
TICKETS: $38-$56 adult, $32-$51 senior, $22-$40 youth younger than 21; available by calling 425-257-8600 or go to www.villagetheatre.org