What a show! I went into 42nd Street having no
idea what it was about but assuming that because it was running at a big
prestigious theatre like the Theatre Royal Drury Lane it must be a good show
and yep, it really was! I'll start by saying, if you're in a hurry you don't
even need to read anymore, just go and see it. You won't be disappointed and
contrary to what you might believe it's not just for women. My husband loved it
too. If you're a fan of musical theatre then it is for you.
From the start this show is spectacular and it's
not just one thing that marks it out as exceptional. There's a large cast and a
lot of variety. The singing is superb, the dancing is amazing, there are
beautiful glittery costumes and the scenery will blow you away.
I don't think it has the strongest story line
out of the many shows I've seen but the story felt secondary to the glamour and
glitz of the production and that was OK. The show opens with us seeing the
chorus line being cast for a new big-money show called Pretty Lady, that will
open in Atlanta. The show is being bank-rolled by a rich businessman and for
his investment he expects his mistress Dorothy Brock to be cast in the lead
role. This frustrates the esteemed director Julian Marsh but he goes with it
through no other choice. Dorothy Brock is doing a great job with the singing
and the dancers keep her dancing inabilities well hidden but then the new girl
from out of town, Peggy Sawyer trips her up accidentally and Dorothy ends up
with a broken ankle. No more lead role for Dorothy!
