Teeny-bopper heaven on Broadway
'Legally-Blonde: The Musical' hits the Great White Way to ecstatic screams from multitudes of young girls.
If you can connect with your inner teeny-bopper, you'll have fun seeing "Legally Blonde: The Musical," which opened on Broadway last month. Based on Amanda Brown's novel (and the Hollywood flick), the odyssey of the blonde with a brain begins at her UCLA sorority house, then swings to Harvard Law, where Elle Woods (Laura Bell Bundy), dressed in glorious shades of pink, sets out to conquer her man, the campus, and the legal profession. Bundy carries herself with a manic energy, surrounded by a "Greek" chorus of sorority sisters who support her first sure steps in four-inch heels through the hallowed halls. The sisters' disco numbers, devised by Jerry Mitchell (the "Hairspray" choreographer who makes his Broadway-directing debut here), seem like one long extension of each other, except for a whacko left turn into "Riverdance" territory that's a spoof on the Irish showbiz genre. Christian Borle, the granola-head Harvard alum, turns into a genuine hearthrob – and snags Elle's heart away from snobby boyfriend Richard H. Blake. The score is mostly forgettable. But based on the ecstatic screams of the multitude of young girls in the audience, the show could run forever. Grade: B