Fertile material for contemporary satire, but poorly developed and directed.
What I didn't like
The song score is especially intrusive (an unmuted piano covers dialogue passages) and inane, and the “choreography” simply silly. Purple-patching the dialogue with endless profanity gets cheap laughs at the expense of the material, not abetting it.
My overall impression
Last year London’s Tier-5 troop brought a fresh voice to Fringe with a show that gave voice to the 6 wives of Henry the 8th. This year they’re back with a show twice as long (106 interminable, intermission-less minutes) and not half as good. With several superior movie versions available, why rewrite LITTLEWOMEN for “now”, culling contextless sentimental moments, peppered with profanity and inane musical numbers (and a terrible new song), just to underline a (possible) lesbian subtext and make it seem ugly and ridiculous? Half the cast seems MIScast, but (also-)Producer James Cougar Canfield is in a class by himself: someone should tell him he’s playing to 48 people, NOT 4800! Beware!