An American in Paris opens with a piano sitting on a bare stage. Within minutes, though, the stage is filled with dancers whirling around, set pieces swerving in and out, and exquisite projections that transport us to Paris, post World War II. An American in Paris is a spectacle.
Director and choreographer Christopher Wheeldon is the main man to thank for the success of the show. Every step taken by an actor, music in the background or not, has a purpose. The transitions are seamless, with performers helping to transform the versatile and stylish set, designed by Bob Crowley, in a flash.
The highlights of Paris are the splashy production numbers, including the ballets that begin and end the show, as well as a Radio City Musical Hall dream sequence and a masquerade ball. Some of the numbers do little to develop character or advance plot, but they're fun enough to watch that it hardly matters.
Sara Esty is sensational as Lise, reflecting emotion through her mannerisms that I could feel from my seat in the balcony. Her dance skills are impeccable and standout, suiting her character well. Ryan Steele, who was on as Jerry at my matinee performance, was a strong dancer as well, and he came off as being more energetic and less mature than the supporting men, which is exactly how Jerry should be played.
As for the supporting cast: Etai Benson brings all the humor and attitude necessary for Adam, Nick Spangler is entertaining as the flamboyant Henri, and Emily Ferranti plays the seductive Milo with enough sass and maturity. The ensemble is fantastic, bringing the various dance styles to vivid life all while using rolling walls to construct sets in the blink of an eye.
Also of note are the projections by 59 Productions. Combined with the set, they are among the best I've seen used in any production, transporting us to locations around Paris.
My main critique of Paris is the book, by Craig Lucas. The book, filled with many minor characters and subplots, doesn't leave enough room for a lot of relationship development between the Lise and Jerry. In addtion, a few scenes seem to foreshadow other relationships that never become a reality. The decision to make Adam the narrator of the events comes off as cliched and unnecessary.
Despite its minor flaws, though, the design, direction, and spectacle of An American in Paris make it stand out as an excellent touring production, well worth purchasing a ticket for.
B+
