Review: Believe in pop and schmaltz again with ‘Moulin Rouge! The Musical’

The star enters perched on a swing, her glittering costume set off by a plush background the way a diamond nestles in a velvet ring case. A straight guy, a small scarf knotted at his neck to signal his bohemian ways, busts into some Julie Andrews by way of a greeting. They’re made for each other. The language of their attraction is pop music, and they fall for each other by making strands from a bunch of hits from the past half century swirl together like soft serve.