Cast a blast

Talent on Porthouse stage helps lift generally unworthy ‘Bklyn: The Musical’

While sitting in your seat in Porthouse Theatre’s outdoor amphitheater, it is likely that “Bklyn: The Musical” will seem particularly familiar. It is not because the show is tapping universal truths, resonating with social relevance or conjuring commonly held sliceof-life scenarios, which it doesn’t.

It’s just that the work — written by Mark Schoenfeld and Barri McPherson and first staged in 2003 — is astoundingly unoriginal.

If you’ve read “Oliver Twist,” seen a production of “Annie” or watched the film “August Rush,” “Bkyln’s” core story about an orphan coming of age and seeking a long-lost parent believed to be alive will ring a bell. Its plot revolves around a young Parisian singer who was raised in a convent and, recalling an unfinished lullaby written by her Brooklyn-born father, crosses the ocean in pursuit of the man she has never known. The show is grounded in so many recognizable tropes that every twist and turn is predictable.

If you’ve seen “Dreamgirls” or any one of the 19 seasons of “American Idol,” you’ll certainly recognize the frequent R&B-flavored anthems and the high-decibel, note-holding belting being performed on this stage. High-risk/high-reward vocal calisthenics are called for so early and often in this musical that one quickly takes for granted the immense skill and effort they require.

The story is served up as

a highly implausible, frequently schmaltzy, modernday fairytale as told by the troupe of homeless street performers who amble onto the stage to earn some loose change. But the show’s infusion of staggeringly saccharine ballads and the beatific depiction of the central characters — particularly the troupe’s leader, who also serves as the show’s narrator and calls himself the “Magic Man” — fail to find the heart required to drive this form of storytelling.

Porthouse’s Eric van Baars’ well-intended direction and always interesting but constrained choreography — clearly impacted by COVID-19 restrictions — does little to bring out the sorely needed magical realism encoded into the script and score. The same can be said for Cynthia R. Stillings’ no-frills lighting design.

The show is better embraced in scenic designer Ben Needham’s romanticized rendition of urban squalor. The set features a stand-alone, center-stage section of street corner complete with a

graffiti-covered wall, chain link fence, assorted trash cans from which props are pulled and a functional traffic light. Costume designer Suwatana (Pla) Rockland is similarly inspired, but, with COVID-19 regulations prohibiting close-quarter costume changes, she is limited in what she can add to this production.

Fortunately, Baars has pulled together a sevenmember cast that is remarkable. Watching them perform is the reason to see this show.

Miguel Osbourne, the senior member of the cast, breathes life, conviction and much-needed charm into the show’s narrator. And his velvet and versatile voice — which effortlessly shifts from crooning to gospel, from rich baritone to flawless falsetto — makes the most of the material he’s been handed. Though a truly stand-out soloist, he is a most welcome addition to the group harmonies that are such an important part of this production.

BOB CHRISTY Olivia Billings, rear left, William A. Porter, Dylan Berkshire, Kirstin Henry, Moriah Cary, front left, Miguel Osborne and Maia Watts perform in Porthouse Theatre’s “Bklyn: The Musical.”