Buddy: The Buddy Holly Story A class-A crowd pleaser guaran-damn-teed to make you hiccup the Holly songbook all the way home from Hallmark Land. The script is silly, but the show's achievement is the way it evokes that thrill of creation. Sure, "Peggy Sue" couldn't have come together as quickly as it does here, but there's joy in watching it form, even if the process is radically accelerated. As Holly's Crickets, David Bendena and Ry Kincaid seem constantly pleased at the untrained racket they're making; as Holly, Wichita native John Mueller is exactly life-sized, capturing the dreamy shyness of a bright, artistic Texan without being showy. All of them play great, loose rock and roll, but the show is stolen by Tim Scott, hilarious as the MC the night the music died. Through Jan. 8 at the American Heartland Theatre at Crown Center, 2450 Grand, 816-842 -9999. (Reviewed in our Nov. 10 issue.)
Elves and the Shoemaker Theatre for Young America returns with the sweet old story of the elves who aid the cobbler in the night and wait a second. Is this right? We have to say shoemaker now? Don't kids have dictionaries? Christ, if we're going to update the Grimms willy-nilly, why not make the shoemaker Nike CEO Phil Knight and the elves Indonesian preteens bleeding from their hands? Regardless, much of the original cast about whom we've heard good things is back with a story that TYA promises will teach the whole family gentle lessons about the meaning of the season. Through Dec. 30 at Union Station's City Stage, 30 W. Pershing Rd., 816-460-2020.
Painted Alice In this clever rejiggering of Alice in Wonderland, writer William Donnelly and director Joseph Price chuck great gobs of nonsense at us. Much of it sticks. Our Alice this go-round is a painter suffering a creative block; her wonderland is a fantasia of artists' fears and neuroses made literal. The fantasy sequences which take place against a splatter-paint set of spinning walls, kaleidoscopic lighting, projected video and everything else the Unicorn's talented stage crew can muster are lashingly funny. But the play's "real life" opening stiffs, and Donnelly's conclusion feels facile, despite Price's exquisite staging of the final moments. In the title role, Alyson Schacherer hasn't figured out a way to elevate Alice's pouty concerns into something more universal. It hardly matters, though. As the comic embodiment of an artist's troubles, Nathan Darrow, Katie Gilchrist and Teri Adams each earn their laughs. The hilarious Adams, in particular, shines most of her exits spur thrilled applause. Through Dec. 31 at the Unicorn Theatre, 3828 Main, 816-531-7529, ext.10. (Reviewed in our Dec. 7 issue.)
Valley of the Dolls More an addled appreciation than a spoof, this drag treatment of Jacqueline Susann's schlock-and-awe classic bolts amusingly through Susann's over-the-top plotting and is peppered with Dionne Warwick songs and a number of bizarrely inventive set pieces. Writer-director Ron Megee's affection for the material results in jokes that are better than the Late Night norm as well as some surprisingly affecting performances. Gary Campbell, in some kind of drag hat trick, plays Patty Duke playing Neely O'Hara, who is herself Susann's monstrous swipe at Judy Garland. Instead of making fun of all the pill-fueled freakouts, the cast relishes them, really acting, gobbling dolls like whales sucking down plankton. Gorgeous gowns, too, of course. Through Dec. 31 at Late Night Theatre, 1531 Grand. 816-235-6222. (Reviewed in our Dec. 1 issue.)