![]() Such was Bennett’s assurance that it hardly ever occurred to us to question just why the innermost secrets of their lives needed airing when they were simply going to be chorus members, good and true. The distance from our theater seat to the stage was also Bennett’s ally, as 16 auditioning singer-dancers confided snatches of autobiography to Zach, an omnipotent and unseen choreographer at the back of the theater. And if we saw through it, we agreed to let ourselves be manipulated emotionally: It was, in effect, what we did for the love of the theater. That was a secret well disguised by the exuberant theatricality of the original production, conceived, choreographed and directed by Michael Bennett and produced by Joseph Papp. In this stately and fairly slavish representation, directed by Richard Attenborough, what pokes through with the pain of a broken bone is how thin the material really is. If you’ve never seen the stage piece, you may come out wondering what in the name of goodness all the fuss was about 10 years ago (and even now, since it is still playing at the self-same Shubert Theatre in New York). ![]() If you were one of that legion who saw “A Chorus Line” more than once in the theater, the film is enough to make you doubt your judgment. ![]() “A Chorus Line” is here at last (selected theaters) and on its trip has gone from champagne to Champale. ![]()
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