There is very little right with this lugubrious production of Frank Wildhorn and Leslie Bricusse's adaptation of the Robert Louis Stevenson potboiler, starting with the work itself. Mr. Bricusse's nearly humorless book captures neither the tensions of the romantic era impinging on Victorian mores nor the sexual psychology of the induced split personality around which the story revolves.
SOURCE: TalkinBroadway at 12:13PM on October 5, 2012