Intelligence-Slave Kenneth Lin's deeply moving Intelligence-Slave tells the story of Curt Herzstark (Andrew Weems), a concentration camp prisoner who invented the first handheld calculator. Taken from Buchenwald because of his engineering ability, Herzstark perfected his most famous invention while working at an ammunitions factory for the Germans as an Intelligence-Slave. His calculator saved his life. The SS officers hoped to give the Führer the completed invention once the war was over. Knowing they would kill him once the invention was finished, Herzstark kept telling his captors that he needed more time to figure out how to make the calculator subtract. The play examines the way Herzstark used his beautiful mind to save both himself and the soul of a boy soldier sent to oversee and learn from him. Directed with steely nerves by Jackson Gay, the world premiere of Lin's tale at the Alley Theatre, where the show is currently running, makes for a gripping, suspense-filled evening that deepens into a richly felt morality tale with each new scene. It takes place at the end of the war, and everyone is terrified in this world, including the German officers (actor Todd Waite is unnervingly effective as an officer who is somehow both wholly evil and wholly human). Still, Herzstark, especially as played by the quietly powerful Weems, manages to keep his wits and his heart. When the Nazis send Finn Frey (Steven Louis Kane), a 14-year-old boy soldier, to watch over him, Herzstark becomes the boy's mentor, teaching him how to think and how to feel. The story is filled with thoughtful ideas, and this production with this strong cast (including James Belcher as a Nazi and Chris Hutchison as a prisoner) brings these powerful ideas to shining life. Ultimately, this is a play about the power of the human heart. Despite the depravity of his surroundings, Herzstark remains wholly human. His mind and his heart are what make his story so important. Through June 20. 615 Texas, 713-220-5700. — LW
Young Frankenstein Scary! Electrifying! Shocking! No, not the new musical from Mel Brooks, but the historic ticket price charged for the Broadway run — $450, tops. Even with inflation, the show's nowhere worth that. After the phenomenal success of his first Broadway show, The Producers, nothing afterwards could've lived up to the hype. You know you're in trouble when the most memorable tune in the show is the 1929 Irving Berlin classic "Puttin' on the Ritz," just like in the Brooks movie from which this is adapted. But the film had a swanky black-and-white look, a manically frazzled performance by Gene Wilder and sets literally unearthed from Universal's properties graveyard that had been built for James Whale's 1931 Frankenstein, starring Boris Karloff. The film was also a goofy homage to horror movies along with its Borscht Belt spoofing. The musical, presented here by Broadway Across America, coarsens everything, turning the movie's gentle naughtiness to smut and its satire into hit-you-over-the-head blowziness. If you think a joke is funny, wait until you hear it delivered by the cast at full volume. They scream their lines at us as if that's going to make them funnier. All the film's highlights are here: Frau Blücher's name still invokes frightened whinnying from the horses, Igor's hump keeps moving about from one side to another and Elizabeth falls for the monster with an ecstatic rendition of "Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life," but it all seems like rote and not a lot of fun. Even the showbiz pastiches are tired and second-rate. The cast and technical crew are a shimmering who's who from Broadway's gold coast (actors Roger Bart, Cory English, Brad Oscar, Beth Curry, Joanna Glushak; director Susan Stroman, set designer Robin Wagner, costume designer William Ivey Long), but their talents can't resurrect this sad, beat-up corpse. For all its shameless silliness, The Producers worked wonderfully because it, at heart, had one in Max and Leo's sweet relationship. This time, the heart of the musical needs to be transplanted. The patient's dead, doctor. Through June 6. Hobby Center for the Performing Arts, 800 Bagby, 800-982-2787. — DLG