Dana Piccoli
Guest Contributor
WARNING: This article contains spoilers for those who are unfamiliar with The Heathers’ story. Heathers the Musical
The cast, full of mostly fresh-faced powerhouses, is pure delight. Leading the charge is Barrett Wilbert Weed, who plays Veronica, the nerdy sideliner who becomes swept up in the popular Heathers clique. Wilbert Weed’s comic timing and sensitivity give Veronica a level of depth that was lacking in the film. Her voice is indicative of the new guard of Broadway belters: bright, soaring and flat out enchanting. Ryan McCartan who plays JD, may have had one of the casts biggest challenges, taking on the iconic role originated by Christian Slater. He makes the role his own however, finding the perfect balance between hearthrobish charm and unpredictable menace. Wilbert Weed and McCartan have a sizzling chemistry, that make it nearly impossible not to lose yourself in their duets
Our Love is God” and “Seventeen”.
In addition to Wilbert Weed and McCartan, the whole supporting cast really gets a chance to shine. Jessica Keenan Wynn nails the role of ruthless teenage Queen Bee, Heather Chandler. Kennan Wynn’s voice is deceptively rich and just as Heather Chandler did at Westerburg High, she commands your attention whenever she’s onstage. Alice Lee is hysterical as Heather Duke, next in line for popularity glory until Heather Chandler’s untimely demise. She quickly learns that heavy is the head that wears the red Scrunchie. Ellen McLemore as Heather McNamara, cheerleader and the true follower of the group, deftly handles both physical comedy and heartbreaking tenderness with her solo number “Lifeboat”. Evan Todd and Jon Edison are terrific as megajocks Kurt Kelly and Ram Sweeney.
They somehow make these boorish characters rather lovable, elevating them from mere caricatures. Katie Ladner is a real heartbreaker as the sweetly naïve Martha Dunstock, who still carries a torch for Ram Sweeney, a decade after their one and only kiss. Her big number, “Kindergarten Boyfriend” is a sweet, little tearjerker about unrequited love. And flying horses. But mostly love. There isn’t a clunker to be found in the score, and numbers like “My Dead Gay Son” and “Shine a Light” just add to the endless delights that the show has to offer.
There are some really lovely additions to Heathers the Musical that elevate it from a cautionary tale of following the crowd, to a captivating story about the triumphs and miseries of adolescence. In death, Heather Chandler, Ram and Kurt become ever present in Veronica’s conscience, acting as a Greek chorus of sorts. Veronica and JD’s relationship is shown to be much more that a coalescence of hormones and teenage angst. Theirs is a powerfully consuming thing; perhaps love, definitely obsession. Director Andy Fickman and choreographer Marguerite Derricks create a killer (excuse the pun) picture onstage, bringing out the absolute best in their cast, while Dominick Amendum leads the small but mighty orchestra.
Whether you are a die-hard fan of the film (there were many at the performance I attended) or just a fan of live theatre, Heathers is not to be missed. So put on your best Swatch, raise your cherry Slurpees, and toss your Corn Nuts in celebration for Off-Broadway’s brightest and best new star, Heathers the Musical.
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