The Producers

Uma Thurman is the deadbeat. For a start, there's too much of her. She looms over her male counterparts like some sexless overpainted giant. Further, she lacks charisma. As she exercised her way over and around and through the stage in joyless frenzy, I found myself more concerned with the furniture legs than hers. When would they snap under her burden I wondered. Finally,... Enough about Uma. The men amuse. The old ladies are a treat. Plot? Drains the pool dry. Would I see it again? It's not wholely a waste of time.