I always think it’s a little unfair that there are people in the world who are both smart and talented. Whenever I see a Dartmouth Theater Department production, I am reminded that I am not one of these people. Yet, I can’t help but be glad they exist, because if they had the minimal level of talent I had Chicago would have resembled a second-grade Christmas pageant instead of the professional level show it was.
Basically, Chicago was great. I attended opening night having never seen it before, and I came out a different person. Before, when I heard the word “Chicago,” I thought of Barack Obama, the Sears Tower and cheesy popcorn mixed with caramel corn. Now, the word brings to mind sex, drugs (AKA fame as a drug) and rock’n’roll (AKA jazz, because jazz was the rock’n’roll of the time).
The actresses who played Roxie and Velma were both incredible. Their dance moves were on point (but not en pointe) and they played their roles so convincingly I had to remind myself that they weren’t petty people, they just played them on stage. Billy Flynn razzle-dazzled the entire audience into believing he was a sex symbol, and I learned that I should probably respect my mother more, because, apparently, when you’re good to Mama, Mama’s good to you. The costumes were beautiful, and the set truly set the stage perfectly for the show.
I’m glad Chicago’s playing again this coming weekend, because now I can see it again. And this time I can focus on all the aspects of the show that I didn’t have time to fully take in on opening night. Like the fact that I know some of these Dartmouth students who are so incredibly talented.
By Josephine Cormier ’17
Josephine Cormier ’17 is a Religion major from San Francisco who loves avocados. If she had been born in the time of great explorers she likes to think she would have been one of them, but since it’s a few hundred years too late she compensates by always trying new things from haggis to the banjo.