
“Headlines don’t sell papes. Newsies sell papes.”
They tried. They really did. Maybe the world just wasn’t ready for Newsies. Disney stacked the deck as much as they could: director Kenny Ortega, who choreographed the smash hit Dirty Dancing; The Little Mermaid and Beauty and the Beast composer Alan Menken; Robert Duvall, Ann-Margret and a cast of fresh-faced lads ready to hoof it up on the city streets a la West Side Story. All the ingredients were there for a good old-fashioned musical, but something didn’t click with the moviegoing public.
They even had the “based on a true story” angle. The movie follows the historically-semi-accurate trials of a ragtag bunch of “New Yawk” street urchins who hawk papers for publishing magnates Joseph Pulitzer and William Randolph Hearst. When the tyrants raise the prices the newsies must pay for their papers, cutting into their already-miniscule profits, the boys decide to strike back.
Juvenile Hall escapee Jack Kelly assumes the leadership of the motley crew, which includes kids with names like Crutchy, Boots, Mush and Snitch. Befriended by dance hall performer Medda Larkson and reporter Bryan Denton, the newsies unionize to fight the powers-that-be through song, dance and stick-togetherness.
Maybe the time for musicals had passed, or maybe the story of paperboys in 1899 just wasn’t hip enough for 1990’s audiences. Whatever the reason, Newsies was gone from theaters before the ink dried. The film won its share of very loyal fans (many of the “Gee, those boys are cute” variety); it just didn’t earn any money. And somewhere in their graves, Pulitzer and Hearst cracked a pair of cruel smiles.