Let's make one thing clear: The Scottsboro Boys is not a minstrel show. It's a musical, yes, the last by John Kander and the late Fred Ebb (book by David Thompson). It revives the characters and conventions of minstrelsy - there's even a tap dance - and it's plenty entertaining. But the difference is, this tale about a very real miscarriage of justice uses every element of the minstrel form, including that gruesome tap dance, performed before an electric chair, to highlight the viciousness and humiliations of racism.
Philadelphia Theatre Company, producing the show's first post-Broadway incarnation, brings with it six members of the original cast, Susan Stroman's arresting original direction and choreography (re-created by Jeff Whiting), Beowulf Borritt's minimalist set (three wooden frames and a tangle of metal chairs), and Toni-Leslie James' rough-hewn costumes. It also features some homegrown talent - including Eric Ebbenga, who provides sharp musical direction, and several Philly-based actors, including Forrest McClendon, a standout among standouts, returning to his Tony-nominated role as Mr. Tambo. This is handy, because I fully expect the show to sweep the 2012 Barrymore Awards, and it's always gratifying when the cast is around to accept in person.