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The Best and Most Troubled of All Possible Musicals

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Jennifer Ashworth as Cunegonde (double cast with Amy Foote), Baker Peeples as Voltaire, Rick Williams as Pangloss, and Sam Faustine as Candide in Lamplighters' Candide; photo: David Allen.

On the face of it, Voltaire’s 1759 satirical novella Candide might seem like grim source material for a musical like the one that Lamplighters Music Theatre is currently touring around the Bay Area. It’s the picaresque tale of refugees from a German baron’s court who struggle to maintain their belief that everything happens for the best in this “best of all possible worlds” as they endure a seemingly endless series of horrors: invasion, shipwreck, earthquake, flogging, hanging, slavery, prostitution and the Spanish Inquisition, for starters. Much of the humor comes  from the author’s wry treatment of these horrors. The colorful character of the Old Woman has only one buttock, which merely seems like a fanciful running gag until you find out the other one was eaten by starving soldiers during a siege. And after she tells her sad tale, it goes right back to being an amusing quirk that she complains about whenever she has to ride a horse.

Musical director Baker Peeples as Voltaire watches as Sam Faustine's Candide and Ben Brady' Martin bemoan life's miseries in Lamplighters' Candide; photo: Joanne Kay.
Musical director Baker Peeples as Voltaire watches as Sam Faustine’s Candide and Ben Brady’ Martin bemoan life’s miseries in Lamplighters’ Candide; photo: Joanne Kay.

Much like its protagonist, the musical Candide is awfully good but has known nothing but trouble. Blessed with one of Leonard Bernstein’s most magnificent scores, the show was a huge flop when it premiered on Broadway in 1956. It’s been rewritten over and over again ever since. Lillian Hellman’s initial libretto was scrapped entirely and replaced in 1973 with a much more playful one by Hugh Wheeler. The original version had several lyricists—primarily Richard Wilbur, but also Bernstein, Hellman, John Latouche and Dorothy Parker—and Wilbur and Stephen Sondheim were brought to revamp the lyrics for later versions.

The many versions of the musical include the 1956 original, the 1973 “Chelsea” one-act revamp and its 1982 expanded “opera house version,” a 1988 Scottish Opera version tweaked by Bernstein himself and a 1997 Broadway revival with some extra numbers to make it more of a star vehicle. The version Lamplighters is using is one of the more drastically revised ones, and also one of the most complete. This 1999 National Theatre version was rewritten by John Caird to be much more faithful to Voltaire than any previous iteration. (Hayward’s Douglas Morrisson Theatre performed this same version last November.)

One of the problems with having so many variations floating around, with their respective recordings, is that it’s nearly impossible to achieve the best of all possible versions. A song you loved from one is bound to be missing or completely rewritten in another.  Even the National Theatre version is missing the delightful comedic trio “Quiet.”

For the most part, however, Lamplighters’ Candide seems exhaustively — not to say exhaustingly — complete. At more than three hours, it showcases Bernstein’s delightful score in all its glory, which means it includes some disposable numbers such as the philosopher Pangloss’ ode to sexually contracted diseases or the stately procession of former monarchs.

Phil Wong as Cacambo and Sam Faustine as Candide placate the natives in Lamplighters' Candide; photo: Joanne Kay.
Phil Wong as Cacambo and Sam Faustine as Candide placate the natives. Photo: Joanne Kay.

Now in its 63rd year, Lamplighters has always been primarily a Gilbert and Sullivan company. The music is very much the star of this production, nicely played by the orchestra conducted by Baker Peeples, who doubles as Voltaire. There was a bit of unevenness on opening night—some discord among the horns, a slightly too loud keyboard and varying levels of audibility among the principal roles. Samuel Faustine’s boyishly naive Candide is very quiet, for instance, while Phil Wong’s upbeat sidekick Cacambo and Ben Brady’s angry pessimist Martin are loud and clear. Fortunately there are supertitles, so you won’t miss any of the witty lyrics.

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Director Phil Lowery’s “semi-staged” production, with the orchestra onstage, makes effective use of a minimal set—just a ramp in front of a pleasant blue sky. That’s a wise choice, because the constant wandering of Candide and friends throughout Europe and South America would make for a prohibitive number of scene changes. Like most Lamplighters production, this one has a lot of traveling to do itself. After its opening last weekend at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts, it now heads over to Walnut Creek’s Lesher Center for the Arts for Valentine’s weekend and to Mountain View Center for the Performing Arts the following week.

Where the show gets bogged down is in the long spoken passages that give a taste of Voltaire. Peebles handles the narration wryly, but the pace lags considerably between songs, and Lowery’s pageant-style staging works far better when people are singing. Characters do a lot of pacing around the stage and have silent arguments with each other while other people are talking in a way that doesn’t necessarily serve the story. Although Cary Ann Rosko makes for a lively Old Woman (alternating with Deborah Rosengaus in the role), the litany of woes she rattles off seems to go on forever.

Artistic director Rick Williams gives a solid if not terribly humorous performance as the absurdly optimistic philosopher Pangloss, and Samuel Rabinowitz is amusingly fey as the preening heir to the demolished barony. Michele Schroeder is charmingly coquettish as the serving maid Paquette, and Adam Flowers milks the florid roles of the Governor of Montevideo and the slave trader Vanderdendur with comic zest.

Amy Foote as Cunegonde (double cast with Jennifer Ashworth) and Samuel Faustine as Candide share a dream of marriage in Lamplighters' Candide; photo: David Allen.
Amy Foote as Cunegonde and Samuel Faustine as Candide share a dream of marriage.  photo: David Allen.

Candide’s long-lost love Cunegonde has an insanely ornate coloratura soprano aria, “Glitter and Be Gay,” alternating between somber lament and hysterical revelry as she complains of living as a kept woman while appreciating all her shiny jewels. Alternating with Amy Foote, Jennifer Ashworth captures the comedic potential of the song and the role while abstaining from the highest notes.

What comes across here more than anything is the wonderful wit of both Voltaire and of the songwriters. Candide and Cunegonde’s duet about their shared dream of marriage tickles as it contrasts her vision of lavish riches with his desire for bucolic simplicity. Also hilarious is their dramatic reunion, as he marvels, “Dearest, how can this be so? You were dead, you know. You were shot and bayonetted, too.”

“That is very true,” she replies blithely. “Oh, but love will find a way.” Between that and the lush delights of Bernstein’s sprightly music, the pleasures of this Candide far outweigh its woes.

Candide runs February 13-15 at Lesher Center for the Arts in Walnut Creek and February 21-22, 2015 at Mountain View Center for the Performing Arts in Mountain View. For tickets and information visit lamplighters.org.

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