With the extreme overconfidence of youth, Winnipeg brothers Connor and Cuinn Joseph have created a 90-minute amateur musical with a cast of 10 (including themselves) and four band members. It’s set backstage on Broadway, a realm the Josephs won’t be seeing anytime soon. The younger Joseph is apparently in high school. The director is unknown because no program was provided.
There’s nothing wrong with the singing and there’s one clever idea here: a duet built around a duel. But this painfully juvenile production doesn’t just deliver stilted acting, clunky lyrics and worn-out stereotypes, from the starlet who trades oral sex for roles to the mincingly gay director. It’s a contender for the Tony Award for most penis mentions in a musical. And its attempts to exploit sick humour show no understanding of how shock comedy actually works.
Whichever Joseph is the composer has genuine potential. He (or they) would be well advised to collaborate with an experienced lyricist, librettist and director and take baby steps before attempting another run at musical-theatre mastery.
— Alison Mayes