You know what’s cuter than a disco-singing nun?
A rapping nun.
Unlike the movie franchise starring Whoopi Goldberg, who signed on as a producer, the Broadway musical throws out the Motown retreads for original songs by Alan Menken and Glen Slater. And the action is moved from the 1990s to the disco-fied ’70s.
Time travel didn’t change the plot. Diva wannabe Deloris Van Cartier (Ta’Rea Campbell) sees her nightclub-owning boyfriend commit murder. The police hide their witness in a convent, where the mother superior (Hollis Resnik) resists the breath of fresh air Deloris brings. Supported by a cast of lovable gangsters and sinfully cute nuns, the show is all sugar and hardly any medicine.
The only blasphemy opening night was splotchy sound with some of the vocals (conversely, the orchestra sounded lush). That trespass is quickly forgiven, since the jokes hit about every 90 seconds and the finale finds redemption in a swift conciliation of humanism and faith.
Yup, the shiny, sparkly, shallow musical does in two hours with a 15-minute intermission what organized religion hasn’t pulled off in two millennia.
Thank God for “Sister Act.”
“Sister Act” is running through March 9 at the Kravis Center for the Performing Arts Center, 701 Okeechobee Blvd., in West Palm Beach. Showtimes are 8 p.m. Thursday through Saturday, with 2 p.m. matinees Saturday and Sunday. Tickets start at $25. Call 800-572-8471 or go to Kravis.org/sisteract.