Thankfully, there are two bright spots in the show: leading lady Luna, an international star in her own right, and Patrick Park - an amazing understudy - in the featured role of Brad, the new member of F8. She has a magnetic presence and genuine star quality; perfectly cast, she deserves a much better vehicle. Mr. Park also has that elusive "it" quality, with triple-threat capabilities on full display. I look forward to seeing more from both of these stars of tomorrow.
So, the musical theater part of me left shaking my head in, well, disgust and disappointment. A revival of Dreamgirls would cover the same ground, and better, too. The optimist in me was glad to have discovered some new talent. But most of all, I learned that what I suspected all along was correct: every generation has its version of dancing-in-unison-to-pop-music. This time around it is wrapped up in big shoes, mismatched pieces of clothing in a rainbow of pastel colors, and a coy innocence mixed with a subversive sexual androgyny. All of them tease with wordless promises of kisses and smooth moves. Anyone older than Gen Z might call to mind Madonna, Elvis or any of The Beatles. In other words, K-Pop and KPOP hasn't come up with anything really new, but it nudges the boundaries just enough to at least seem current.