"The bill for stage smoke must be a big one over at the Marquis Theatre. The stuff billows forth in unrelenting profusion during director-choreographer Jeff Calhoun’s expressionistic, would-be steampunk revival of “Jekyll & Hyde,” composer Frank Wildhorn and book writer–lyricist Leslie Bricusse’s monumentally dumb 1997 Broadway musical adaptation of the classic Robert Louis Stevenson novella. Unfortunately, it never achieves the critical mass necessary to obscure the proceedings."
"The sets and costumes all come together thrilling in the Act 1 song “Facade,” in which five odd people appear in their underwear and are then dressed by their servants to slowly emerge in their societal roles — a priest, a soldier, a lord, a lady and a lawyer. Pity they all must die.
Sometimes when watching “Jekyll & Hyde” there are moments when it seems like what you’re watching is outtakes from “This Is Spinal Tap.” But that’s this show’s charm. You’ll always be of two minds about it, so just give in to the silly side."