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REVIEWS, Page 89SHORT TAKES
THEATER: Fruit-Bowl Fantasy
OBA OBA '93 offers more dancing in the aisles than Five
Guys Named Moe, more exposed flesh (of both genders) than Miss
Saigon, more relentless good cheer than Crazy for You and more
Carmen Miranda fruit-bowl hats than any other musical in
Broadway history -- except for its predecessors of the same
name. Yes, the brainless Brazilian musical celebration is back
in all its feel-good glory, blending campy musical novelties,
twanging folk songs, a jamboree of gymnastics and color-drenched
carnivals when the entire 75-member cast is onstage, shamelessly
seeking to please. The show serves a more diverse, multicultural
crowd than most of Broadway, and in its bawdy Ed
Sullivan-meets-burlesque way, please it surely does.
MUSIC: Deja Vu, Again
An intensely seductive, almost mesmerizing quality in her
music has helped Helen Folosade Adu, the Anglo-Nigerian singer
better known as SADE (pronounced Shah-day), sell more than 22
million copies of her first three albums. But the sameness of
Sade's smooth, samba-scented love songs has always verged on
monotony. Now, after a four-year silence, the singer is back
with Love Deluxe (Epic), an album that is virtually
indistinguishable from her previous ones. The final track, an
overly long instrumental, underscores the fact that Sade has no
new ideas. Anyone who owns an earlier Sade album would get as
much satisfaction from giving it another spin as from buying
this one.
MUSIC: Space Odyssey
If Philip Glass met Phil Spector . . . well, they'd
probably just stare at each other. But it's conceivable that the
composer and the pop mogul might collaborate on a 73-minute
12-second postmodern song cycle you could dance or dream to.
That's the symphonic rock album Moodfood, by the British duo
MOODSWINGS (percussionist J.F.T. Hood and producer Grant
Showbiz). The set punctuates its disco-liturgical luxuriance
with ethereal vocals by Chrissie Hynde and a pulsar guitar solo
by Jeff Beck. Mixing rap and classical and everything in between
-- and then remixing it to suggest a Top 40 radio show beamed
from Mars -- Moodfood is a haunting and hummable blast. It's
like the sound track for some visionary movie no one has yet
dared to make.
CINEMA: Wasted Opportunity
Arthur Fellig, better known as Weegee, is the obvious
inspiration for Joe Pesci's Bernzy in THE PUBLIC EYE. Weegee was
the ultimate New York City night person of the 1940s. Armed with
a Speed Graphic, his car radio permanently tuned to the police
band, he roamed the streets photographing urban life and death
as he found it. Eventually his pictures made their way from
tabloids to museums. A movie based on him might have been a
marvel of period realism or a sharp study of the primitive as
aspiring artist. Instead Howard Franklin's film involves him in
a stupefying tale of government-Mafia corruption and a feckless
romance with a nightclub owner (Barbara Hershey). It is, very
likely, the year's most stupidly wasted opportunity.
BOOKS: Life at the Bottom
Talk about a bleak look at single life. Jesse, the heroine
in Darcey Steinke's erotic pop novel SUICIDE BLOND (Atlantic
Monthly Press; $19), is in love with the wrong guy. He lacks
commitment and still pines for his first boyfriend, not to
mention all the men he picks up in San Francisco's gay bars.
Distraught and rudderless, Jesse dyes her hair blond, clouds her
mind with large quantities of drink and escapes to the home of
Madison, a cruel hooker at a low-life strip joint. Madison
sadistically manipulates Jesse and fuels her descent into
prostitution. Steinke's characters are unsympathetic and do not
conform to the current notion of family values, yet her
beautifully crafted prose brings clarity to Jesse's dizzily
futile decline into hopelessness.