Contact, 2 p.m., Sunday, 1/9/04

Okay, I have to say this show fell even lower than my already-low expectations. I don't understand why a Broadway show -- that is by all accounts excellent -- would dilute the quality of its product by allowing a horrible non-equity show like this to tour.

Before we get to this production, though, I should address my difficulties with the show. It seems quite didactic, using the so-called "dance play" medium to deliver its message of the necessity of human contact. But, dance is inherently an exaggerated form of the human condition. We don't normally burst into silent rhythmic movement as an expression of our feelings. However, the dialogue and dramatic expressions required to match the exaggerated form lack the subtlety to be taken seriously.

While that subtlety could at least be partially imparted by a strong cast, this collection of single threats failed to deliver. Although a team of excellent dancers, when required to deliver dialogue, the performaces were at best amateurish. As a lone example I offer the Girl in the Yellow Dress. When the script finally offers her an opportunity to express her voice, she demonstrated that she has only two settings: dance and shout.

The stereotypical musical audience isn't always the same as one that appreciates dance. This show has the definite opportunity to open the door from one world to another, but this production fails miserably.