There is some crack swordplay (and sword-on-sword bonding) in well-versed British director Francis Matthews’s production, which features fights by ensemble member Bryce Bermingham and less bristling choreography by Dennis Callahan. The costumes have rough-hewn grandeur. The wine barrels double cleverly as steeds. And within the broad outline of the plot and their characters, some of the actors make an impression and most are in good voice. Aaron Tveit, the d’Artagnan, possesses a lovely and effortless tenor. John Schiappa is a brooding and muscular Athos. Kate Baldwin is a fetching and serpentine Milady (without camping up her villainy), and Jenny Fellner, after singing prettily at Constance, dies a sweetly Eponine-like death. I wouldn’t switch out the actors, as was done following the Chicago production. If this show aspires toward Broadway as ardently as d’Artagnan does toward Musketeerdom, it will take more than new faces and pipes.
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