The plot line doesn't much matter: Cheech (Nick Cordero) iis a mobster who is employed by Nick Valenti (Vincent Pastore) a night club owner in the 1920s. Warmer Purcell (Brooks Ashmanskas). Warner, Helen Sinclair (Marin Mazzie) and Olive Neal (Helene Yorke) are show-business people who have been cast in an inane play by a new (and very young) playwright, David Shayne (Zach Braff). But Chech, who appears to know all about playwriting, begins to change the script until it actually has merit. But the book of the show here is mediocre. And the numbers appear to be forced into place. When, for example, a dead body is thrown into a canal, the tune is "Up a Lazy River." But the nightclub numbers appear to work nicely enough. And there's a little bit of The Producers here; and, given the situations with thugs, there's something right out of Guys and Dolls, too. But nothing is on the sublime level of those two works.
Still, the dance routines have spunk. The performances, too, have merit. And Santo Loquasto's colorful settings appear to adequately suit the time and place. And I must report that it was gratifying to see Karen Ziemba as Eden Brent. I have been enjoying Karen's performances ever since I first saw her in Miami years ago. She never disappoints.