By Robert Simonson
02 Jun 2009
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| Robb Sapp and Joanna Gleason of Happiness. |
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| Photo by Paul Kolnik |
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In the world of Tony Award-winning director–choreographer Susan Stroman and bookwriter John Weidman, New Yorkers are still trying to make contact.
In 1999 the two artists got together to create the Tony Award-winning Contact, a triptych of short musicals, the longest of which focused on a burned-out adman's attempts to connect with an elusive, life-fulfilling (and perhaps fictional) Girl in a Yellow Dress. It transferred from Lincoln Center Theater's Mitzi E. Newhouse Theater to the larger Vivian Beaumont, where it ran for more than 1,000 performances.
Stroman and Weidman are now back at the Newhouse with the musical Happiness, which ends its run June 7, featuring a new crop of Gotham denizens trying to make contact — not necessarily with others, but with the best parts of themselves. Trapped in a stalled subway car, they are distracted from their growing frustration by a train worker who challenges them to identify the happiest moment of their lives. The score is by composer Scott Frankel and lyricist Michael Korie, Tony nominees for Grey Gardens.
As each character in Happiness describes his or her happiest moment, the subway car falls away and that moment is reenacted in song and dance. Some memories are simple and some unexpected. Among the suddenly introspective are a Democratic interior designer whose clients are Upper East Side Republicans, a controversial conservative talk-show radio host, a bicycle messenger, a woman who spends her days spraying perfume in the aisles of a department store, and an aggressive, take-no-prisoners lawyer, who is made late for a deposition by the malfunctioning train.
This last character, named Zach, is the pivotal figure in the ensemble piece; it is he who has the toughest time finding his happy place. "That makes him angry," says Stroman, "because he can't answer the question. He can usually answer any question that's put before him." For him, and others on the train, the problem is "not that cliché that they never stopped to smell the roses, but that they never cared that the roses were there."




