
Broadway has not had an original, big-budget musical as infectious and joyful as Kinky Boots since The Book of Mormon. However, unlike that irreverent blockbuster, this is far more traditional Broadway fare, with a superior score by pop icon Cyndi Lauper.


Act One delivers more frenetic spectacle than any overproduced, high-tech pop concert. Highlights include “The Land of Lola,” the camp brilliance of “Sex is in the Heel” (featuring Lola vamping around with her entourage of drag sisters in thigh-high patent leather boots), and Charlie and Lola’s tear-jerker “I’m Not My Father’s Son.” In the latter, the story of the two men’s battles with their respective fathers, sung with harmonic conviction by Mr.Sands and Mr. Porter, tugs at the proverbial heartstrings without being overly sappy and sentimental. It is a song anyone who never lived up to his or her parents’ expectations can relate to, and numbers like this help Kinky Boots keep things real.
Act Two is stuffed with filler, but the onstage antics are so gleefully uplifting, audiences will gladly overlook the padding. In “Hold Me in Your Heart,” Lola belts out lyrics with passion and a vibrato that is truly haunting. By the finale, “Raise You Up/Just Be,” even those who normally hate musical theater will have a hard time not clapping along, overcome by the cathartic vigor of it all.

Last fall, when Kinky Boots opened in Chicago, critics pointed out the absurdity of Americans doing British accents. Mr. Fierstein’s dialogue is loaded with U.K. colloquialisms, from “sod” to “wanker,” but these terms are unfamiliar to most Americans, and watching New York actors trying to speak like Brits is inane. Only the gifted Annaleigh Ashford, as Lauren, the factory worker who eventually wins Charlie’s heart, delivers lines in an authentic regional English accent. In a show created by two show-biz heavyweights as all-American as Cyndi Lauper and Harvey Fierstein, one wonders why the setting was not simply changed from England to any small factory town in America. Fortunately, the songs are so universally appealing that the geographical setting is ultimately not an issue.
Many pop and rock artists have written Broadway show scores in the past, but Ms. Lauper has set a new high standard for the genre, with a pop effervescence that is crisp, richly textured and consistently entertaining. No, she’s not Rodgers and Hammerstein or Andrew Lloyd Webber, but she isn’t trying to be. However, like those musical masters, Ms. Lauper knows how to propel a story forward with big, catchy melodies and hook-laden lyrics, filled with the requisite mix of sincerity, spunk, and accessibility, and Kinky Boots cements her status as a force in the pantheon of American musical theater.
Here is that rare show that, at the final curtain call, does not get the obligatory standing ovation because the person in front of you has stood up and blocks your view, creating a ripple effect. Kinky Boots and its cast get a standing ovation because they have earned and deserve it. You may want to be the first person who stands up and cheers.
KINKY BOOTS
Book by Harvey Fierstein
Music and lyrics by Cyndi Lauper
Adapted from the Miramax film Kinky Boots, written by Geoff Deane and Tim Firth
Directed and choreographed by Jerry Mitchell
Al Hirschfeld Theater
302 West 45th Street
(212-239-6200), http://kinkybootsthemusical.com/
Music and lyrics by Cyndi Lauper
Adapted from the Miramax film Kinky Boots, written by Geoff Deane and Tim Firth
Directed and choreographed by Jerry Mitchell
Al Hirschfeld Theater
302 West 45th Street
(212-239-6200), http://kinkybootsthemusical.com/
By: Scott Harrah – www.stagezine.com