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Feature: Comedy and The Mob at the Soprano's Last Supper


Character Assassination

It’s been almost a year since The Sopranos bid farewell on HBO, but it seems that for six nights a week, you can immerse yourself in most things “Sopranos-related” at the Riviera Hotel, with The Soprano’s Last Supper. An interactive dinner show, let’s mention right off the bat that this is a parody of the award-winning show, meant to poke fun and show the lighter side of “mob life,” as well as offer some up-front, face-to-face interaction with the cast of characters.

As early as 5:30 p.m., the audience was already being worked-up by Rob Marrocco (“Benny Rocco”) and Jeff Celentano (“Nico Biscotti”). Then, the “crime families” were introduced – basically members of the audience – their names, as menacing sounding as eating in an Italian restaurant, Provolone, Rigatoni, Fusilli and Salami. If you’re game, host Jon Paul Raniola (“Silvio”) might make a pole-dancer out of you, as he did with two volunteers from the audience – Naomi and Flora, who newly-christened herself, “Bubbles.”

The opening credits start, and this in itself is a masterpiece in parody and editing. Made to resemble the TV show’s opening credits, this version had “Vegas scenes” interspersed instead of New Jersey. It introduces the show’s plot as well – that “Tony Soprano” has gone into hiding in Las Vegas, and is going by the name “Tony Baritone.”

The show moves forward smoothly, introducing the cast of characters in vignettes – such as the opening scene of “Tony Baritone” (Dean Mauro) in his trademark bathrobe. This is followed by a scene between “Tony” and “Dr. Melfri” (Kellie Karl), and then you meet “the boys.” The producers have found a killer character actor in Dean Mauro – the mannerisms, the accent – which never veered from character, the paunch; he was so good that you actually saw nuances not only of James Gandolfini but Robert De Niro as well.

In between more characters being introduced - “Meadow” (Tony’s daughter) played by Jillian Pizzuto and Tony’s girlfriend, “Dee Dee Diamond,” played by the very talented Janine Valentine – an invitation to get on the dance floor, one of many more throughout the evening, was issued. We also have to single out Janine Valentine – she was great – the Brooklyn accent, the whiny, nasal voice, the hair, the body… she was everything a “mob girlfriend” could be, and not at all in a bad, stereotypical way. And when she sang, there was rapt attention from everyone in the audience. Whether she’s belting out that disco-favorite, “We Are Family,” or Oleta Adam’s soulful ballad, “Get Here,” she delivered every single time. Even Aretha Franklin’s “Respect,” gets a dose of “Dee Dee,” which you’ll just have to see to get what I mean.

The rest of “la famiglia” is introduced – there’s “Christopher” (Tom Lynch), “Uncle Junior” (Lou Bellomo), “Paulie” (Howard Locke) and “Adriana” (Tracilyn Jones).

The fun part of the evening came when the family had to select a new mob boss, Tony’s successor. Three members of the audience were picked (or volunteered) and given some lines to read. Whoever says the line in the “most authentic Brooklyn accent,” as voted by the audience, wins. We suspect the show’s at its funniest when the actors ad-lib, like in this segment, where the rapport between “Silvio” and “DeeDee” was ab-solutely hilarious.

My vote was for contestant number two, who was, hands down, the most effeminate (and funniest) mobster to come out of New Jersey (by way of San Francisco, that is). In the end, it doesn’t matter who Tony’s successor is. At the end of the evening, everyone in the audience is welcomed into the family, like it or not, and happily in this case, they do like it. A lot.

-Rachel M. Sugay

All photography by Ladi Novotny (www.ladisphoto.com)


The Soprano’s Last Supper
Comedy Club, Second Floor, Riviera Hotel. Show times are 6 p.m., Tuesday – Sunday. Tickets are $65, show only, or $95, show and dinner at Ristorante Italiano.

 

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