Entertainment
In the new musical 'Regency Girls,' young women in trouble discover empowerment on a road trip
“Regency Girls,” a new musical comedy set in the period of Jane Austen’s novels, begins on a note that fans of “Pride and Prejudice” will savor.
The fate of the Benton family depends on finding husbands for the two oldest daughters, Elinor (Isabelle McCalla) and Jane (Kate Rockwell), both of whom are being courted by wealthy scions. Distress ensues when these savior suitors, who are bound for a yearlong voyage, fail to show up at the appointed hour to bid the ladies farewell. But at the last minute they not only appear but propose, saving the Benton daughters from a fate worse than spinsterhood: family insolvency.
A boisterously vivacious opening number, “A Happy Ending Beginning,” sets the household into ecstatic motion early on in “Regency Girls,” which is having its world premiere at San Diego’s Old Globe. But happy endings aren’t meant to come at the start of romantic tales and the exuberance proves to be premature.
Elinor, who seems modeled on Austen’s Elizabeth Bennet, does something her lively, intelligent and fiercely independent counterpart from “Pride and Prejudice” would never do: She gets pregnant before her wedding day. On the night of their engagement, Elinor and Stanton (a winning Nik Walker) apparently succumbed to their passion, and now that Stanton is at sea with Dingley (Gabe Gibbs), Jane’s horribly snooty fiancé, there seems little hope that Elinor’s situation can be rectified by a rushed wedding.
Jane, far more conventional than her older sister, can only think of how Elinor’s disgrace will ruin her own future. Haughty, hypocritical Dingley, she fears, won’t want anything to do with the family once this scandal goes viral, which in the Regency period translates into a wildfire of whispering throughout polite society.
Elinor finds an ally in her quick-thinking maid, Dabney (Krystina Alabado), who has a handbill listing the services of Madame Restell (Janine LaManna), a London-based midwife who helps women in distress. It’s not immediately clear why Dabney has this advertisement, but Elinor discovers that she doesn’t have to go through this difficulty alone.
Petunia (Ryann Redmond), a married family friend exhausted by pregnancy and motherhood, volunteers to accompany Elinor to London. Jane, anxious to see that her sister’s awkward matter is discreetly handled, agrees to go too. And Dabney, suspiciously eager, insists that she be included, even if she has “to ride atop the luggage.”
Before you know it, “Regency Girls” transforms into a rowdy road trip. Try to imagine “Thelma & Louise” crossed with Austen’s romantic comedy of manners, “Bridgerton” and some naughty sketch comedy, and you’ll have an approximation of the melange the creators are attempting.
The musical’s book, written by Jennifer Crittenden and Gabrielle Allan, TV writers with illustrious comedy credits, trades freely in anachronisms for laughs. The score follows suit, with Curtis Moore’s music and Amanda Green’s lyrics setting up the period flavor only to bust out in Broadway-style pop, rock and even hip-hop.
Regency girls just want to have fun, so why confine them to one particular genre or historical epoch? Put them instead in a slow-trotting carriage and see how far they can go.
The show is both genuinely funny and unabashedly silly, and director and choreographer Josh Rhodes has his hands full reining in some of the sitcom dopiness. This “pre-Broadway engagement” reveals the production’s bright potential. Who could resist a musical comedy road trip celebrating girl power? But the humor grows broader and more ridiculous, as though scripted for a laugh track.
Crittenden and Allan have lively imaginations, but the wild situations they concoct are treated like joke machines. The introduction of Galloping Dick (Gibbs, energetically doing double duty), a Robin Hood-esque Lothario who excites Jane’s romantic interest on the road to London, pushes the zaniness into overdrive.
There are early signs of buffoonery involving a maternal wig. And a cartoonish note is struck when Lady Catherine (LaManna, also pulling off a dual role), arrives on the scene. Stanton’s dragon aunt is up in arms that her nephew is engaged to Elinor when he’s already promised to one of her two daughters, whose names and identities she can’t even keep straight.
But all hell breaks loose when Elinor and her crew discover a chest of bondage toys and dominatrix accouterments during a particularly challenging moment in their journey. At this point, the show crosses a Rubicon — or should I say jumps the shark? The gag, frantic to get a rise, runs roughshod over character and story.
Janine LaManna as Lady Catherine and Sav Souza as Scutter in “Regency Girls.”
(Jim Cox)
Some might appreciate the slide into burlesque more than I did, but I was drawn to the complexity of the show’s protagonist, who, in noble Jane Austen tradition, refuses to compromise her intelligence for the sake of men. In a bright, charismatic performance, McCalla’s Elinor brings to life the character’s brainy charm and self-possession. She is the radiant center of “Regency Girls.”
But don’t underestimate Alabado’s Dabney, the nimble-witted maid, who is too dazzlingly resourceful not to make her presence known. Facing class prejudice along with gender oppression, she points out just how unequal English society happens to be. Alabado’s stunning portrayal elevates Dabney from servant to second protagonist.
Together, all of the women rise above their circumstances. Rockwell’s Jane and Redmond’s Petunia, while conceived in more flamboyant comic terms, are granted their own moments of self-discovery. Jane comes to understand that marrying for money isn’t half as satisfying as marrying for love, while Petunia assumes control over her own sexuality, rejecting the idea that she was born to be a baby machine.
Isabelle McCalla and Nik Walker, center, as Elinor and Stanton with the cast of “Regency Girls.”
(Jim Cox)
“Regency Girls” is the only musical comedy I can think of that includes an abortionist as a key character. Madame Restell, who operates a clinic offering reproductive services for women, delivers “How Long (In 1810)?” a powerful anthem decrying “the holy war” the patriarchy is waging against female autonomy. She can’t believe this militant opposition is still happening in 1810, though she might as well be singing about 2025, so persistent are the parallels.
LaManna brings down the house in a number that spells out what’s at stake in the musical. Marriage might be the all-consuming obsession, but “Regency Girls” makes clear that self-determination is really what these adventurous young women are fighting for.
The production could use some fine-tuning before it heads to New York. The staging, moving from antique to comic kink, accommodates the rapidly shifting story. (Anna Louizos’ mobile scenic design and David I. Reynoso’s playful costumes conjure Regency refinement without being trapped by it.) But sometimes the cast seems a bit frazzled by the musical’s leaps from a more character-based comedy to all-out travesty.
The happy ending that begins “Regency Girls” is eventually earned, though the conventional romantic story lines are rewritten. Elinor and her posse deserve more fulfilling lives, and with the help of canny Madame Restell, they manage to make their dreams come true on their own terms.
‘Regency Girls’
Where: Old Globe Theatre, 1363 Old Globe Way, Balboa Park, San Diego
When: 7 p.m. Tuesdays-Thursdays, 8 p.m. Fridays, 2 and 8 p.m. Saturdays, 2 and 7 p.m. Sundays. Ends May 11
Tickets: Start at $45
Contact: theoldglobe.org or (619) 234-5623
Running time: 2 hours, 40 minutes, with one intermission.
Movie Reviews
‘Project Hail Mary’ Review: Ryan Gosling and a Rock Make Sci-Fi Magic
In contrast to other sci-fi heroes, like Interstellar’s Cooper, who ventures into the unknown for the sake of humanity and discovery, knowing the sacrifice of giving up his family, Grace is externally a cynical coward. With no family to call his own, you’d think he’d have the will to go into space for the sake of the planet’s future. Nope, he’s got no courage because the man is a cowardly dog. However, Goddard’s script feels strikingly reflective of our moment. Grace has the tools to make a difference; the Earth flashbacks center on him working towards a solution to the antimatter issue, replete with occasionally confusing but never alienating dialogue. He initially lacks the conviction, embodying a cynicism and hopelessness that many people fall into today.
The film threads this idea effectively through flashbacks that reveal his reluctance, giving the story a tragic undercurrent. Yet, it also makes his relationship with Rocky, the first living thing he truly learns to care for, ever more beautiful.
When paired with Rocky, Gosling enters the rare “puppet scene partner” hall of fame alongside Michael Caine in The Muppet Christmas Carol, never letting the fact that he’s acting opposite a puppet disrupt the sincerity of his performance. His commitment to building a gradual, affectionate friendship with this animatronic creation feels completely natural, and the chemistry translates beautifully on screen. It stands as one of the stronger performances of his career.
Project Hail Mary is overly long, and while it can be deeply affecting, the film leans on a few emotional fake-outs that become repetitive in the latter half. By the third time it deploys the same sentimental beat, the effect begins to feel cloying, slightly dulling the powerful emotions it built earlier. The constant intercutting between past and present can also feel thematically uneven at times, occasionally undercutting the narrative momentum. At 2 hours and 36 minutes, the film feels like it’s stretching itself to meet a blockbuster runtime when a tighter cut might have served better.
FINAL STATEMENT
Project Hail Mary is a meticulously crafted, hopeful, and dazzling space epic that proves the most moving friendship in film this year might just be between Ryan Gosling and a rock.
Entertainment
James Van Der Beek ‘became what we used to just call a good man,’ Joshua Jackson says
Joshua Jackson says he knows he was “really just a footnote” in James Van Der Beek’s life, despite the “amazing” time they spent together as stars of the series “Dawson’s Creek.”
The star of “The Affair” is reflecting publicly for the first time about his former castmate, who died Feb. 11 at age 48 after a battle with colorectal cancer.
The time they shared on set was “formational” for them, Jackson said on “Today.” When the “Dawson’s Creek” pilot aired in January 1998, he was 19 and Van Der Beek was almost 21, playing characters who were 15.
“I know both of us look back on that time with great fondness, but I will also say that I know that I’m really just a footnote in what he actually accomplished in his life.”
Jackson spoke with great respect for his friend, who he said “became what we used to just call a good man, a man of the kind of belief, the kind of faith that allowed him to face the impossible with grace, an unbelievable partner and husband, just a real man who showed up for his family and a beautiful, kind, curious, interested, dedicated father.”
On the one hand, the 47-year-old said, “that’s beautiful.” On the other, “The tragedy of that loss for his family is enormous.”
Since Jackson and Van Der Beek played Pacey Witter and Dawson Leery three decades ago, both men had kids of their own — a 5-year-old daughter for Jackson, born during the pandemic with ex-wife Jodie Turner-Smith, and six kids for Van Der Beek with second wife Kimberly Brook. The latter couple’s children — two boys and four girls, ranging in age from 4 to 15 — were what Van Der Beek said changed everything for him.
“Your life becomes shared, and your joys become shared joys in a really beautiful way that expands your level of circuitry out to other people instead of just keeping it all for your own gratification,” the actor told “Good Morning America” in May 2023. “And the lessons, they keep on coming. It’s the craziest, craziest thing I’ve ever done, and it’s the thing that’s made me happiest.”
Knowing his colleague’s love for his family, Jackson said on “Today” that “for me as a father now, I think the enormity of that tragedy hits me in a very different way than just as a colleague, so I think the processing [of Van Der Beek’s death] is ongoing.”
The “Little Fires Everywhere” actor was on the morning show Tuesday to bring attention to colorectal cancer screenings.
Van Der Beek’s diagnosis, which went public in November 2024, was among the factors prompting Jackson to get involved with drugmaker AstraZeneca’s “Get Body Checked Against Cancer” campaign, which takes a lighter approach to a serious subject — cancer screening — through a partnership with Jackson, the National Hockey League and the Philadelphia Flyers’ furry orange mascot, Gritty.
“It is … true, the earlier you find something,” said “The Mighty Ducks” actor, “the better your possible outcomes are.”
Movie Reviews
Dan Webster reviews “WTO/99”
DAN WEBSTER:
It may now seem like ancient history, especially to younger listeners, but it was only 26 years ago when the streets of Seattle were filled with protesters, police and—ultimately—scenes of what ended up looking like pure chaos.
It is those scenes—put together to form a portrait of what would become known as the “Battle of Seattle” —that documentary filmmaker Ian Bell captures in his powerful documentary feature WTO/99.
We’ve seen any number of documentaries over the decades that report on every kind of social and cultural event from rock concerts to war. And the majority of them follow a typical format: archival footage blended with interviews, both with participants and with experts who provide an informational, often intellectual, perspective.
WTO/99 is something different. Like The Perfect Neighbor, a 2026 Oscar-nominated documentary feature, Bell’s film consists of what could be called found footage. What he has done is amass a series of news reports and personal video recordings into an hour-and-42-minute collection of individual scenes, mostly focused on a several-block area of downtown Seattle.
That is where a meeting of the WTO, the World Trade Organization, was set to be held between Nov. 30 and Dec. 3, 1999. Delegates from around the world planned to negotiate trade agreements (what else?) at the Washington State Convention and Trade Center.
Months before the meeting, however, a loose coalition of groups—including NGOs, labor unions, student organizations and various others—began their own series of meetings. Their objective was to form ways to protest not just the WTO but, to some of them, the whole idea of a world order they saw as a threat to the economic independence of individual countries.
Bell’s film doesn’t provide much context for all this. What we mostly see are individuals arguing their points of view as they prepare to stop the delegates from even entering the convention center. Meanwhile, Seattle authorities such as then-Mayor Paul Schell and then-Police Chief Norm Stamper—with brief appearances by Gov. Gary Locke and King County Executive Ron Sims—discuss counter measures, with Schell eventually imposing a curfew.
That decision comes, though, after what Bell’s film shows is a peaceful protest evolving into a street fight between people parading and chanting, others chained together and splinter groups intent on smashing the storefronts of businesses owned by what they see as corporate criminals. One intense scene involves a young woman begging those breaking windows to stop and asking them why they’re resorting to violence. In response a lone voice yells their reasoning: “Self-defense.”
Even more intense, though, are the actions of the Seattle police. We see officers using pepper spray, tear gas, flash grenades and other “non-lethal” means such as firing rubber pellets into the crowd. In one scene, a uniformed guy—not identified as a police officer but definitely part of the security crowd, which included National Guardsmen—is shown kicking a guy in the crotch.
The media, too, can’t avoid criticism. Though we see broadcast reporters trying to capture what was happening—with some affected like everybody else by the tear gas that filled the streets like a winter fog—the reports they air seem sketchy, as if they’re doctors trying to diagnose a serious illness by focusing on individual cells. And the images they capture tend to highlight the violence over the well-meaning actions of the vast majority of protesters.
Reactions to what Bell has put on the screen are bound to vary, based on each viewer’s personal politics. Bell revels his own stance by choosing selectively from among thousands of hours of video coverage to form the narrative he feels best captures what happened those two decades-and-change ago.
If nothing else, WTO/99 does reveal a more comprehensive picture of what happened than we got at the time. And, too, it should prepare us for the future. The way this country is going, we’re bound to see a lot more of the same.
Call it the “Battle for America.”
For Spokane Public Radio, I’m Dan Webster.
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Movies 101 host Dan Webster is the senior film critic for Spokane Public Radio.
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