Given that I love the movie version of "Oklahoma!" and enjoyed a local theatrical performance as a teenager, I had high expectations for a Broadway production. Boy, were my hopes dashed!
Right from the start, I knew something wasn't right. There was just one set on the stage, with wooden chairs and picnic-like tables, plus racks of guns (lots of them!) on the side walls. (I could argue that the acting was wooden, too!) A 7-member band (if you can call the group of musicians that) was positioned in the back of the stage. The cast of 12 actors (if you can call them that) sat on the wooden chairs. When the performance began, one of them (Curly) got up with his guitar and began singing "Oh What a Beautiful Morning". (The actor has an excellent voice though.) After the song ended, the actress who played Aunt Eller said something while seated on the other side of the stage, supposedly talking to Curly. Eventually, the actress who played Laurey chimed in, also while seated.
At times, it was difficult knowing who was talking to whom, particularly while they were all seated. It was as if the actors were merely reciting their lines in a rehearsal. During some songs, the singer(s) planted themselves in front of a microphone stand, as if it was karaoke night. In the second act, when the namesake song of the musical was sung, the actors' performances lacked the rousing energy that Rodgers & Hammerstein intended.
The musical was dark, figuratively and literally. The stage and house lights were turned off when Curly and Judd met in the smokehouse. You only heard the voices, forcing you to imagine the scene as if it was a radio drama. Then the backdrop became a black-and-white projection of the actor as he spoke. Eventually, I realized that someone was holding a camera (infrared?) in front of the actors' faces on stage. Creepy!
"Oklahoma!" is a period piece that is supposed to take place in the early 20th century in a conservative part of the country. You cannot impose liberal 21st century mores and maintain the same plot lines. You cannot cast Ado Annie, a "floozy" of a character, to be a big black trans-woman who literally stands above the male actors and expect the subplot of "I Cain't Say No" to make sense. You cannot sing "Out of My Dreams" at the end of Act 1, break for intermission, then perform the so-called dream sequence, which was more gymnastics than ballet, at the start of Act 2. Worst of all, (SPOILER ALERT) you cannot end the show with Laurey standing on stage with fake blood on her wedding dress. Ugh!
This was definitely not how I want to remember the musical "Oklahoma!" I hope I can see the movie version again soon.