The new film adaptation of the 1957 Broadway musical play “West Side Story” opened Dec. 10 to the conundrum of rave reviews and limp box office. Why director Steven Spielberg decided that the highly celebrated, Oscar-winning 1961 film of this musical needed remaking is anyone’s guess. If his purpose was to update the script to reflect current politically correct attitudes, he succeeded.
Tony Kushner’s screenplay includes several laughable interpolations of present cultural beliefs, including the pointless inclusion of the Puerto Rican national anthem sung with raised fists. Another is the evolution of tomboy character Anybodys into a fully trans female-to-male whose monstrous physical strength somehow allows her/him to beat up a roomful of police officers.
Updated Script Plus Original Music Equals ... ?
The one thing that Spielberg failed to alter, and was presumably forbidden to alter by dint of contract, is Leonard Bernstein’s glowing score. It is his undoing. While Kushner’s script pushes the political and Spielberg’s direction substitutes naturalistic violence for the stylized violence-as-ballet of the 1961 film, the music has undergone only minor alterations of arrangement and orchestration. Its four core ballads—“Maria,” “Tonight,” “One Hand, One Heart” and “Somewhere”—exalt the feelings of its protagonists in a way only possible in the classically influenced music of pre-1960s standard popular music, clashing with the hyper-realistic vision of Spielberg–Kushner.Just in Time
Another few years and this musical language would’ve seemed hopelessly archaic for the subject. Imagine “West Side Story” being written in 1965 with the same score, ignoring the advance of rock music and the changing sensibilities of teens. It would’ve been a bad joke. The score for “West Side Story” represents an older sensibility captured in musical aspic and invulnerable to interpretations that impose on it the inept silliness of socialist realism.The Music in Musical Theater
On the other hand, I suspect that the outpouring of admiration for the film has to do with seeing once more the great songs of this score on the big screen. I have never heard “One Hand, One Heart” performed with greater feeling than it is in this film. “Somewhere” triumphs, even in its reassignment to the new character of the drugstore owner’s widow. The fiery “Mambo” in the gym (which Bernstein composed after a trip to Puerto Rico) blazes with energy. And the outright operatic nature of the Maria–Anita duet, “A Boy Like That/I Have a Love,” is a stunning reminder that the composers of musical theater used to be educated in the legacy of classical singing.Traditional American musical theater is closer to the fantastic sensibilities of opera than to any form of realism, let alone the socialist variety. The major venue for this condition is the music, in this case the last of Bernstein’s four musical theater scores prior to his taking on the mantle of music director for the New York Philharmonic in 1958. It is strong music, fit to survive any misreading, even this one.