SMASH's BOMBSHELL Back for a Benefit

When NBC started touting Smash, the 2012 TV show that promised to go backstage during the creative process of a Broadway musical, it  sounded like a Broadway fan's dream come true. Smash mixed television personalities like Debra Messing and Katharine McPhee with well-regarded film actors (Jack Davenport, Anjelica Huston) and legit Broadway luminaries (Megan Hilty, Christian Borle) and its creative pedigree was just as promising, with Theresa Rebeck, a playwright and screenwriter who knew her way around the stage and television, as well as Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman, the Tony and Grammy Award winners who wrote the score for the musical Hairspray, on the team.

But there were cracks in the Smash facade right from the get-go. The musical within the musical, the prize everybody was trying so hard to get on its feet and two leading ladies were trying so hard to snare the starring role in, was called Bombshell. And it was about Marilyn Monroe. Not like that hadn't already been tried. The Broadway Marilyn lasted a whole 17 performances. Bombshell, indeed. Or maybe just Bomb.

Plus the two rivals for the role of Marilyn Monroe, the linchpin storyline, were a huge mismatch. Hilty looked and acted like a Monroe type as well as a Broadway star, while McPhee was limp and listless and clearly wrong for the role. But the scripts (and the characters who were supposed to be Broadway pros) kept touting McPhee's Karen as a phenom and giving her accolades, while treating Hilty's Ivy Lynn like something to be scraped off the bottom of one's shoe. It was actually sort of bizarre.

And then there was Messing's character. A mom, a songwriter, a crazy lady wrapped in scarves... Messing had a huge TVQ left over from Will and Grace, but Julia, her Smash character, was awkward and unpleasant, and she got what may've been the worst love scene in TV history.

Smash had its highlights, too, of course. Hilty knocked several musical scenes out of the park, guest stars like Bernadette Peters, Liza Minnelli, Jesse L. Martin and Jennifer Hudson were brought in to try to ramp up some excitement, Christian Borle was dynamite with everything he was given, and I will never be sorry to see Jack Davenport.

And quite a few people professed a desire to see Bombshell, the musical they were all working on in the first season of Smash, as an actual musical on stage, with Shaiman and Wittman's songs and the terrific numbers we got to see pieces of.

If that was your dream -- to actually witness Bombshell -- you will need to make arrangements to get to New York in June of next year. The Actors Fund and producers Craig Zadan and Neil Meron are putting together a one-night-only benefit concert of Bombshell scheduled for June 15, 2015, with Megan Hilty and the Shaiman/Wittman Bombshell songs we heard on Smash.

The rest of the cast and the venue have yet to be announced but Broadway World, which broke the news, advises keeping an eye on the Actors Fund site for details..

Will a Saturday Night Slot Be the Swan Song for SMASH?

I wanted Smash to work. I really did. I love Broadway and its stars and the notion of a backstage Broadway musical on television sounds like heaven to me.

But it didn't go well during the first season with creator Theresa Rebeck's at the helm as producer. Everybody and his grandmother -- and I! -- offered suggestions on how to fix Smash's sinking musical ship once Rebeck was given the heave-ho and Josh Saffran (from Gossip Girl) took over. Yes, there were multiple issues. Plots were set up and then abandoned, the marital woes of at least two of the characters (lyricist Julia, played by Debra Messing, and producer Eileen, played by Anjelica Huston) were tiresome, Messing's wardrobe was laughable, there were too many stray men running around, and Marilyn Monroe was a lame idea for a musical, anyway, as evidenced by the existing Marilyn musical that only ran for 17 performances.

But all of that was small beans compared to the huge problem at the core of Smash as written and produced. In a cast full of Broadway stars, somebody -- maybe Rebeck, maybe exec producer Steven Spielberg, maybe Simon Cowell for all I know -- decided to build the show around the character of Karen, as played by American Idol runner-up Katharine McPhee. Karen was a dewy-eyed newcomer from Iowa, living off her rich, sweet, handsome boyfriend, walking into auditions and knocking all the bigwigs off their pins. "She's fantastic!" they told us. "She's a star!" "She captures Marilyn!"

And when I say "they told us," I mean exactly that. Every week, the scripts told us that Karen was the biggest thing to hit Broadway since Mary Martin, that she was the pinnacle, the be-all, the end-all, the megawatt star to end all stars. But what did they show us? As personified by McPhee, we saw a Karen who was a whiny, listless little nothing, a pouter, a moper, someone who expected stardom to land in her lap with no work or commitment whatsoever. I don't care how many times you tell me someone is fabulous if I can see with my own eyes she ain't.

That problem was only exacerbated by the competition. When Smash began, there was supposedly a competition for the role of Marilyn between McPhee's Karen, the newcomer, and Megan Hilty's Ivy, a more experienced Broadway performer desperate to break out of the chorus. Hilty, and by extension Ivy, really was as magical as Karen was not. Hilty's Ivy could sing. She could act. She could project Marilynesque qualities. She had "it" written all over her. And the more the powers behind Smash tried to tell us it wasn't so, that up was down, that in was out, that Karen was perfection while Ivy was a loser, the more Smash looked like a bust.

In order to retool Smash for its second season, Saffran (or somebody above or below him on the foodchain) fired a few extraneous men, ditched Julia's scarves of disrepute, and hired more bona fide Broadway folks. That included Jeremy Jordan, fresh off the successful Newsies, and Krysta Rodriguez, who'd created the role of Wednesday Addams in The Addams Family musical, as well as offering short runs to TV star Sean Hayes and another American Idol alum, Oscar and Grammy winner Jennifer Hudson.

You will not be surprised to hear that Jordan, Rodriguez and Hudson were added to prop up Karen as a new love interest, roommate and mentor, respectively. Meanwhile Hayes is playing Ivy's co-star in a musical based on Dangerous Liaisons. He's a TV star who thinks potty jokes are the height of show biz excellence. He's a Stooge, a Jerry Lewis, an Adam Sandler, if any of those guys were stupid enough to bring that shtik to a Broadway musical. Of course Ivy is sharing a show with him.

Karen (who is perfectly perfect in every way, in case you didn't get the message) is playing saviour and goddess to a songwriting duo trying to get their musical off the ground and continuing to blow away all the Broadway powers-that-be, while Ivy is trying to survive a show opposite fart jokes. The handwriting is on the wall: Marilyn will be a mess again, Karen will bail in favor of the real, cool, authentic musical her new boyfriend is writing, and it will come down to Karen vs. Ivy for the Best Actress Tony, just like All About Eve. Hmmm... I wonder who will win the Tony? Maybe Karen? Or Karen. I suppose there's a chance Karen could win. No, definitely Karen.

So, as these new plot developments creaked along, the show continued its campaign to proclaim Karen as the second coming. And the ratings were terrible. There was some noise that NBC didn't care about the sad ratings because they were making money off the music from the show, but seriously... How many people buy music from a show they're not watching?

So when the news came last week that NBC had decided to move the show to Saturday, thereby sounding its death knell for all intents and purposes, no one should've been surprised. Well, maybe about the Saturday part. If Friday has been the Siberia of the TV landscape, the place where unwanted shows go to die, then Saturday has been Antarctica. It's the place of reruns and repurposing, of Cops, Pawn Stars and American Ninjas. I can't remember the last time I looked for original programming during Saturday primetime.

Although the next three episodes will air in the familiar Tuesday night slot, NBC will burn off the rest of its new Smash episodes on Saturdays at 9 Central time starting April 6. Note that Episode 17, which is set at the Tony Awards (told you so about that plot inevitability -- bet on Karen to walk away with the trophy while Ivy drowns in her tears) will be the series finale. It's scheduled for May 25.

Show runner Safran told TVLine he was "saddened" and "surprised" about the move to the basement of NBC's schedule. Let that be a lesson to the arrogant, the muckety mucks, the guys at the top of TV's heap. You can't ignore complaints raining down on your head forever if you want your show to stay alive. And seriously, guys. When a hundred critics tell you that you've made a mistake in casting your lead, CHANGE YOUR MINDS. Do something. Fix it. I fear that Broadway is now as dead as Smash when it comes to material for television shows. And how stupid is that? Broadway shouldn't have to take the rap for the dunderheaded moves behind the scenes of Smash.

Bashing SMASH, Season 2

So... That happened.

NBC's Smash, which was anything but a smash last season, came back last night with a two-hour premiere. There were some good things -- Krysta Rodriguez and Andy Mientus were fun and energetic as newcomers who don't figure prominently in the story and it was nice to see Derek the director, played by the dishy Jack Davenport, revealed and reviled for being a schmuck -- but a whole lot of bad, too.

Problem No. 1: Karen, played as a vapid brat by a lifeless Katharine McPhee, an American Idol runner-up, is just as unappealing, just as much of a black hole of chemistry as ever. Even without Theresa Rebeck, the show's creator, who was blamed for many of the show's first-season woes, Karen is still right there in the middle of ALL the plots, being told how fabulous and fizzy and all-around magnificent she is by everyone around her even as our eyes tell us she is a very dull girl who lacks any hint of star power. Note she also gets the lion's share of the promo image for the show, shown above. Last season, she was shown in that season's poster at the top of the ladder, giving away the big finale. This time, she has the biggest panel, where she can show off her patented vacant stare and parted lips. I think the half-open mouth thing is to make her seem dewy and vulnerable, but it only serves to make her look like she isn't very smart.

Meanwhile Ivy, her supposed rival, played by the talented Megan Hilty, an actual Broadway performer who starred in 9 to 5: The Musical and Gentlemen Prefer Blondes at Encores!, keeps getting mauled and tossed around by idiotic plot devices, even though she has all the sparkle and charisma Karen lacks. The backstage scoop from Buzzfeed tells us that executive producer Steven Spielberg didn't like Hilty from the get-go and is presumably the reason her character was so mistreated. But why? Because he has a thing for McPhee and didn't want her to look bad by comparison? That's the only reason I can think of.

I suppose there is precedent for this kind of character craziness. Remember clomping, dopey Ruby Keeler going out there a kid but coming back a star in 42nd Street, while effervescent Ginger Rogers was back in the chorus? Yeah, but that was 1933. We expect a little more of our leading ladies -- and the plot machinations of our backstage musicals -- for 21st century entertainment.

To spruce up the landscape for season 2, Smash and new showrunner Josh Safran decided to lose Debra Messing's character's boyfriend and husband, as well as Karen's first-season boyfriend, Dev, and the conniving Ellis, who was the focus of a lot of viewers' ire. They've also added Jeremy Jordan, star of Broadway's Newsies and Bonnie & Clyde, to the roster to play a new boyfriend for Karen (of course). Jordan has shown he has the chops and the voice to shine, but they've written his character as the perfect smug and annoying counterpoint to smug and annoying Karen. Jolly.

Jennifer Hudson, who finished lower down the American Idol ladder than McPhee but has emerged as a much bigger star, also stopped by to act as a mentor for Karen (of course). She also blew McPhee out of the water in a duet, so there was that saving grace, I suppose. Except everyone around treated it as a triumph for Karen (of course).

Hilty also got a good number or two, although I will never understand why you'd give her a Crowded House song to sing when there are so many lovely show tunes sitting around that she could knock out of the park. Still, getting to perform a song from the show-within-the-show (the limp Marilyn Monroe musical Bombshell that they're all still pretending was a decent show, when... Please.) and saving the day at the end of the episode was cool. And Christian Borle, one of the few bright spots last season, is also still there and still nifty. But, of course, he gets about three lines and two of those are wasted on his relationship with swampy writing partner Julia, Messing's mess of a character.

Other than that... Way too much McPhee. Way too little understanding that what was lacking was a lead we could root for, a viable conflict, a feel for real Broadway excitement and energy, and a sense of justice -- or satisfaction or suspense -- in who emerged as the star. Instead, Smash is as much of a flop as Karen was in Bombshell, no matter how hard they try to convince us otherwise.

Megan Hilty Shines as Broadway's "Blonde"

If there was one good thing about NBC's pretty wretched "Smash," which purported to show how a Broadway musical gets from cradle to stage, it was introducing a lot of us to Megan Hilty. She plays Ivy, the chorus girl who yearns to be a star but keeps getting shoved aside, and she's been terrific, no matter what nonsense the script throws at her.

Because the musical they were working on in Season 1 of "Smash" was about Marilyn Monroe, and because Hilty was so good at it, I'm sure it seemed like a no-brainer to the Encores! folks to cast Hilty as Lorelei Lee, a character Monroe played in the movie version of "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes." Monroe famously wore a bright pink dress and sang "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" in a number whose style was appropriated by Madonna when she sang about being a "Material Girl," making the number even more iconic.

But as a Broadway show, "Gentleman Prefer Blondes" was a different affair, with Carol Channing as Lorelei, the innocent (if materialistic) Little Girl from Little Rock. Lots of other things are different, too. Yes, Lorelei still has a best friend, Dorothy, but Dorothy's on-stage beau, Henry Spofford, is turned into a little boy in the movie, with a handsome (poor) private detective added to the mix, plus Lorelei and Dorothy are showgirls girls instead of Follies girls. The music is also very much changed in the movie, with "A Little Girl from Little Rock," "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" and "Bye Bye Baby" the only holdovers from the score Jule Styne and Leo Robin wrote for "Gentlemen" on Broadway. Oh, and there's a lot more French in the stage musical, for that c'est la vie/très jolie feeling.

To be perfectly honest, the plot makes a lot more sense in the Anita Loos/Joseph Fields stage version, based on Loos' novel. The whole button/zipper thing, for example, with Lorelei showing some smarts at the end, is pretty fun.

Megan Hilty fans who only know the movie "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes," which is coincidentally airing tonight on Turner Classic Movies (at 10:45 pm Central time), may be a bit confused as to why she's singing about how delightful it is down in Chile, or even why she does an encore of "Diamonds" with a mood change, on the cast recording of the Encores! "Gentlemen" just released by Masterworks Broadway. It doesn't really matter, after all, because she sounds just as sparkly and adorable as anybody could ask for in a Lorelei. The cd booklet from Masterworks also has enough pictures of Hilty in various fetching costumes to let you know she looked great on stage, too. All three of her "Little Rocks" are fun and fizzy, and she navigates her way through "Diamonds" (and its encores) and the title song with loads of charm, never losing her way with Lorelei, who is, after all, a golddigger, even if she's sincere about it.

Rachel York is another standout, channeling a brassier 50s feel for her portrait of BFF Dorothy, who matches nicely with Aaron Lazar's goofy rich boy Henry. York gets "It's High Time," a hilarious ode to booze that sets up her character as a saucy dame as well as placing the scene in the 1920s during Prohibition. And Lazar does a very pretty "You Say You Care," with all kinds of romance from him as she expresses her doubts about marriage. Poor York also has to deal with "Keeping Cool with Coolidge," a novelty number that, again, sets the time period but is otherwise a little odd. Still, she gives it her all and makes a good impression, even singing about Calvin Coolidge.

Lorelei's suitors also come off well, from Clarke Thorell's sweet Gus Esmond, Jr., on "Bye Bye Baby," to Stephen A Buntrock's robust Gage on"I'm A'Tingle, I'm A'Glow," and Simon Jones as silly Sir Francis on that "Chile" number.

The orchestra is also sharp and on target throughout, with Rob Berman, the music director at Encores!, adding a program note about Hugh Martin, who did the original vocal arrangements. I never would've figured out why the vocal mix sounds different, but Berman's comments about Martin's use of eight-part harmony, "in which the men sing the same four parts as the women, but down one octave," resulting in a "thick, textured sound that resembles a saxophone or brass section in a jazz band" are fascinating.

Encores! performances are limited, and the chances of the show transferring a few blocks to Broadway for a longer run are not good, so let's all say thanks to Masterworks Broadway for making this more permanent record of an Encores! show available. To show proper gratitude, let's all buy lots of copies of "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes."

How I'd Fix SMASH

It's no secret that NBC invested a lot of money and promotion on "Smash," the show they unveiled last winter about a Broadway show and its search for a star. Not exactly sure why the NBC suits decided they wanted a show about Broadway, but I'm guessing it was a way to get on the "Glee" bandwagon (where legit Broadway stars sing pop tunes and a few show tunes) now that "Glee" itself is way past its prime.

But "Smash" turned out to be way more of a bomb than a "Bombshell," and way too much like creaky old "42nd Street" from 1933, complete with the naive girl (chirpy, clunky Ruby Keeler then, vague and listless Katharine McPhee now) who is in no way up to the lead role going out there a kid and coming back a star AND learning all the songs and dances in the few hours left before opening night. Carol Burnett did a wonderful parody of that idea on her show in the 70s in a piece called "43rd Street" lampooning just how ridiculous the whole "42nd Street" understudy plotline was. Even in 1933, they relied on camp and big production numbers to sell their story. All "Smash" had was a) a lot of us with general goodwill toward Broadway and the performers cast, b) shining star Megan Hilty singing her heart out and c) a few decent songs from Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman of "Hairspray" fame. But I guess exec producers Steven Spielberg and Theresa Rebeck didn't get the memo that the "42nd Street" playbook was out of date. Or that Katharine McPhee has the charisma and charm of a loaf of Wonder Bread left on the shelf since 1973. Or that it wasn't going to work to tell us time and time again in dialogue that her character, Karen, was special and magical when we could clearly see there was no there there.

There were also plot problems. Huge plot problems. As in, scattershot plotting that created no dramatic arcs or satisfying payoffs. And that led to huge character problems. In fifteen episodes, Rebeck and her writing staff managed to shoehorn in so many people doing so many crazy things, I'm not sure I can even summarize them all. Let's see. There were the two contenders for the role of Marilyn -- Ruby Keeler-esque Karen (McPhee) from the sticks who had a mom and a dad and a boyfriend in politics, plus Ivy (Hilty), the chorus girl who wanted to step into the spotlight, and her Broadway star mom (Bernadette Peters) and new boyfriend, Derek (Jack Davenport) the snotty director with multiple personalities -- plus producer Eileen (Anjelica Huston) and her soon-to-be-ex, her daughter (played by Grace Gummer, who looked a lot more like her real mother Meryl Streep than was good for credibility), her new bartender boyfriend and her backers, both old and new and crusty and crazy; songwriting team Julia (Debra Messing) and Tom (Christian Borle) and Julia's husband, with whom she wanted to adopt a baby from China, her sulky son, and the stalkerish guy from her past, who just happened to be playing Joe DiMaggio in the show, and Tom's boring lawyer boyfriend and new chorus boy boyfriend and the chorus boy's family as well as the conniving assistant Tom refused to fire who ended up being Eileen's assistant and poisoning the movie star (Uma Thurman) brought into the show to keep their backers happy. Add to that various singers and dancers in the ensemble, various singers and dancers in other shows we saw glimpses of, and a church full of gospel singers. Oh, and some random Iowa chicks in a bowling alley. At least I think it was a bowling alley. It was definitely Iowa.

It was also pretty silly to promote the show as a suspenseful fight between two contenders for the lead role when they gave away the ending in the pre-season poster (shown above). Who didn't know McPhee would be the big winner when she was shown at the top of the heap from the get-go? Never mind the fact that Hilty out-sang and out-performed her in every way possible, showed all the Broadway pizzazz you could ask for, and even looked more like Marilyn Monroe, the role they were competing for. It was a done deal that McPhee's Karen would win. Which pretty much killed "Smash" before it even got past Episode 1.

But a lot has happened since "Smash" offered up its finale back in May, the one where Karen got the coronation ceremony and Ivy was tossed aside. Creator and executive producer Theresa Rebeck was sent packing, with Josh Safran from "Gossip Girl" taking over as show runner. Jaime Cepero, who played the evil assistant Ellis; Will Chase, who had the thankless role of the cheater/stalker guy chasing Julia; Brian d'Arcy James, wasted as Julia's non-singing, Dullsville husband; and Raza Jaffrey, also wasted as Karen's uptight boyfriend, were all booted.

Then came word that Jeremy Jordan, fresh from playing the lead newsboy in "Newsies," Krysta Rodriguez from "The Addams Family," and Andy Mientus, who was in the Broadway cast of "Carrie," have all been added to the regular cast, with Oscar and Grammy winner Jennifer Hudson in the mix as a guest star for several episodes. Leslie Odom, Jr., who had a recurring role as the adorable guy in the chorus who attracted Tom's eye, has been promoted to a series regular. With three new 20-somethings on board and two over-40 actors out the door, it seems there will be more emphasis on youth and much less on middle-aged angst of the Julia variety.

Does all of that mean "Smash" is moving in the right direction? Well, Debra Messing's Julia lost her husband and her boyfriend, but not the odious son, and McPhee is still on-board. Neither of those is a good thing.

But "Smash" can be saved. Seriously. And here's how I would do it...

In the premiere episode, we see that "Bombshell" has moved to Broadway and is limping along at the box office. Tom and Julia joke about not putting it on their resume because they're not proud of how it turned out and critics continue to mock it as a rickety mess. They are attempting to get backing for a new show, but their association with "Bombshell" is making it hard.

This one is a brand-new, fresh idea, and nothing as hackneyed as a musical about the life of Marilyn Monroe. Maybe it exposes the hypocrisy of religious institutions, providing conflict for Tom with Leslie Odom, Jr.'s Sam, who is a devout Christian. The other wrinkle for Tom is Kyle, the character played by Mientus, a bright new voice who has some great ideas for the new show, making Tom consider cheating on both Julia, as his professional partner, and Sam, his romantic partner.

Eileen has money woes because of the "Bombshell" problems, and her ex is bankrolling Tom's and Julia's new show.

Karen's performance as Marilyn has received universally terrible reviews, but she is sleeping with Derek and considers herself a star because he tells her so.  She's turned into a major diva, adopting a persona she learned from Uma Thurman's Rebecca Duvall, even though she really didn't earn it and people are whispering behind her back that only her relationship with Derek is keeping her in the show. (I think McPhee could handle acting superior, bratty and smug, since she was already doing that as Karen when she wasn't supposed to.)

Derek, meanwhile, is taking more pills than Neely O'Hara, and his behavior is increasingly erratic. Although Karen has no idea, Derek has been calling and leaving messages for Ivy to beg her to take him back, or at least to tell him how to fix the the flop that is "Bombshell" since she was so helpful when they were together. 

Karen is angry that, even though she's the star of the show, she lives in a cruddy 4th floor walkup now that Dev isn't keeping her in style anymore and Derek will not let her live with him, fearing she will notice the drugs and the Ivy-fixation. So she shares an apartment with Krysta Rodriguez's character, Ana, who can't believe that Karen got the role she got given her limited talent and bad attitude. Derek can't help but notice that Ana is talented, ambitious and smart, all things Karen is not, and he hires her as the new understudy. (And if the folks behind "Smash" are just dying to riff on "All About Eve," this would be their chance, with eager understudy Ana stealing everything that matters to Karen.)

Ivy threw out the pills and left the show some time ago. She took the role of Louise in a limited run of "Gypsy" opposite her mother, and got rave reviews. She is currently working with Tom and Julia on their new show, one in which she will co-star with Jennifer Hudson's Broadway mega-star, and the two are best buds. Ivy is trying hard not to let all her recent success change her, and even harder not to let Derek and his weeping get under her skin. She still has feelings for him, but she steels herself  not to let him in.

Julia's husband has left her, and she finds out several episodes in that he has gone back to performing, which is what he did before they were married and he gave up his career to be a househusband. He is in London in the West End production of "The Sweet Smell of Success," which was much better received there than here, and there is talk of a transfer to Broadway. Brian d'Arcy James returns 3/4 of the way through the season, and Julia wants him back. Bad.

Jeremy Jordan's Jimmy is a brash new chorus boy in "Bombshell"; he tries to take Karen down a peg by telling her Derek is cheating with Ivy. Karen sits around stewing and hating on Ivy, coming up with stupid plots on how to ruin her career, while Ana and Jimmy team up to foil her.

The season's arc would be Tom, Julia, Ivy, Kyle and J-Hud on the new show competing with Eileen, Derek, Karen, Jimmy and Ana involved with "Bombshell." Who will get the Tony noms? Who will win?

Overall, we'd see Karen and her inflated sense of self-worth moving down and out, Derek at a low point attempting to get himself together and get Ivy back, Ivy enjoying success and trying to let herself enjoy it and learn from it, and Tom and Julia trying to balance work and their personal lives, with Tom ultimately ditching Julia for Kyle on the new show, and Julia going back to her newly energized husband, the toast of the West End.

Well, it works for me, anyway. I'm looking for lots of conflict, characters who behave in a way that doesn't veer wildly from episode to episode, a focus onstage as much as possible, and a sense of satisfaction that people get what they serve. We can talk about bringing in Laura Benanti, Laura Osnes and Gavin Creel some other time.

Smash Bash

I wasn't crazy about NBC's "Smash" when it premiered in February, as you may recall from a post I wrote about it then. I watched the first three episodes to see if it got any better, decided it was actually getting worse (that third episode was a killer, and not in a good way) and then abandoned it and its nonsensical plots and characters for the sake of my sanity. But then Bernadette Peters and Terrence Mann guested, and I was all, high wattage Broadway stars! How can I not give it another try?

The episode with Peters, where she played a huge Broadway star who also happens to be the demanding mother of the character of Ivy, played by Megan Hilty, wasn't as bad as Episode 3, but then, few things are. And Mann's role was quite small, but he was very amusing as a fairly crazy, hard-living rock star with a whole lot of money he was willing to invest in "Bombshell," the Broadway show inside the show that is supposed to be about the life of Marilyn Monroe.

We heard a few weeks ago that creator Theresa Rebeck, who is a well-regarded playwright as well as a TV producer and writer, would not be coming back as show runner for Season 2, replaced by Josh Safran, executive producer of "Gossip Girl." And now there's news that Rebeck is leaving the show altogether. Hmmm... Is this in response to critics and complainers, who think that "Smash" could and should be a lot more than it is, who don't understand how it's even possible to waste the talents of this many cool people or get this far off track?

Because of these developments, and also because a) I still have friends who are watching it in some sort of love-to-hate/hate-to-love relationship, b) the Tony nominations were announced this week, including a nod for Christian Borle, one of the three actors I have found myself enjoying in the episodes of "Smash" I've seen, and c) I wanted to judge for myself if there's a kernel of anything to be saved here in a second season without Rebeck, I gave it yet another chance and tuned in last Monday.

In this week's episode, "Bombshell" found itself in Boston preparing for its out-of-town tryout, with everyone on edge because of Tech Week (you'll certainly get used to hearing that phrase if you see the episode), romantic complications on every side, and an egotistical and immature movie star (played by Uma Thurman) brought in to take on the lead role of Marilyn, shoving aside both prior contenders. (Before the movie star, we had Ivy, the Broadway veteran who desperately wants to be a star, versus Karen, the sweet and simple ingenue from Nowheresville, right out of the Ruby Keeler playbook in "42nd Street.") This week, we got more betrayal, more eavesdropping, a few sexy encounters, and pretty much every subplot you've ever seen on a soap opera except maybe amnesia and an evil twin, although I have seen some commenters speculating that maybe the character of Derek, played by Jack Davenport, fulfills the evil twin thing because he seems to be at least two people given the whiplash way his character is written.

None of the plots reflect anything I know about Broadway, except for the bringing in of a star to make the producers happy. In fact, that one feels kind of meta with Katharine McPhee, who finished second on ratings juggernaut "American Idol" a few years ago and probably seemed like a sure thing to NBC when greenlighting this show. I can just see the meeting where some suit says, sure, it looks like fun, but we can't rely on these Broadway people no one has heard of in Middle America, so let's boost the star power, okay? And somebody on the production side says, well, we have Oscar-winner Angelica Huston and dishy Brit Jack Davenport and sitcom star Debra Messing. Isn't that enough? And the suit said, uh, no, we need someone with a proven Q score, someone like Britney or Miley or one of those Disney girls -- the Vanessas and Demis and Selenas -- or, wait, I know! There has to be some leftover pretty girl from "Idol"!

Which is exactly how we are led to believe that Uma Thurman's Rebecca Duvall was brought into the "Bombshell" mix and why, even though she can't sing or dance, doesn't even appear to be a very good actress, and is a royal pain at every turn, they can't get rid of her. But, see, this makes no sense, either. I thought that the episode with Terrence Mann showed Anjelica Huston burning her bridges with the money men who'd demanded a star like Rebecca and depending instead on Mann's rockstar Randy Cobra. He didn't seem like the kind of guy who would care who the star is. So why can't they boot out Rebecca, now that the bad producers are gone and Randy Cobra is bankrolling them?

That's really the least of the logical problems in "Smash," however. The real gorilla in the room is that Megan Hilty has been knocking it out of the park, she looks more like the real Marilyn, and it's pretty much impossible to take Katharine McPhee's Karen seriously as any kind of competition. That is the main thrust of every episode, and it just isn't working. At all.

So, yeah, still not feeling it.

I love that "Smash" is about Broadway. I love that it employs so many Broadway performers (including the afore-mentioned Borle, Hilty, Mann and Peters plus Becky Ann and Dylan Baker, Joshua Bergasse, Will Chase, Ann Harada, Brian d'Arcy James, Spencer Liff, Leslie Odom Jr., Condola Rashad, Phillip Spaeth, Lewis J. Stadlen, Henry Stram, Tony Yazbeck... And probably ten more people I didn't catch popping up in small roles all over the place.)

I've now discovered that Megan Hilty, someone I wasn't familiar with, is ridiculously talented and can turn even the worst material into gold, that Jack Davenport is just as hot as I remembered from his movies, and that Christian Borle has such a terrific voice and presence it's really a shame they cast him as the songwriter who hardly ever sings. Even so, scenes with Hilty, Davenport and Borle are the most watchable (or perhaps the only watchable) bits and pieces of "Smash."

But the plots are ridiculous, Anjelica Huston isn't doing anything for me, which is depressing, Debra Messing's swampy character and even more awful plot situations bug the heck of me, and Katharine McPhee makes Karen, the rival for the role of Marilyn, pretty much a black hole of charisma, sucking everybody else in so that otherwise adorable actors like Raza Jaffrey, who plays her boyfriend, seem just as dull as Karen. Everybody keeps pounding us over the head with the notion that Karen is a shining star in the making, full of sparkle and charm. Instead, I see the same sulky, smug, listless girl I saw back in February.

Can this "Smash" be saved? Maybe if we consider Season 1its out-of-town tryout, if they revamp the book to tighten up the plot and concentrate on "Bombshell" and its fortunes as opposed to so much off-stage stuff, get rid of the movie star and the Ruby Keeler understudy, clarify Jack Davenport's character as one or the other of Derek's multiple personalities, go with the obvious and make Christian Borle's Tom and Brian d'Arcy James' Frank on-stage performers instead of wasting them as off-stage people, and... Hire somebody who can create a decent arc. Somebody who can write, who has a sense of humor and a sense of camp, somebody who knows musicals and musical performers and isn't constantly cribbing from "Gypsy" and "All About Eve" and "Stage Door" and "42nd Street."

I suppose if Larry Gelbart were still alive, he'd be the go-to guy. And it's really too bad Comden and Green are no longer with us. But I'm thinking Paul Rudnick, David Ives or Harvey Fierstein might be an interesting choice to create a bible and a new direction for this show. Throw a little Lisa Kron or Lin-Manuel Miranda or Greg Kotis in there, and you might just have something. Yeah, I know none of this would work with the brass at NBC. We'll end up with more betrayal, more eavesdropping, more sexy encounters, amnesia and evil twins, family drama, even more people singing craptastic pop songs in bowling alleys and karaoke bars, 90% more Katharine McPhee, 90% less Megan Hilty, and 90% less me.

Right now, the off-stage drama of "Smash" is turning out to be a whole lot more interesting than the off-stage drama surrounding the characters putting on "Bombshell." By that, I mean Rebeck demoted and Rebeck out, Debra Messing ending her marriage and hooking up with her co-star, rumors that Megan Hilty has left her long-time boyfriend (Steve Kazee, who just got a Tony nomination for "Once") and may be dating a Jonas brother, and... Well, that's plenty. And I'd still rather see the on-stage "Bombshell" and the insider info of how a show comes to be.