Laurent Lafitte as Zaza: tender, political cabaret in Paris

The façade of the Théâtre du Châtelet in Paris ‘public domain image, Wikimedia Commons’.

Credits: Arthur Weidmann / Wikimedia Commons — CC BY-SA 4.0.

At the Théâtre du Châtelet in Paris, La Cage aux Folles Returns: Laurent Lafitte Takes On Albin/Zaza Napoli in Olivier Py’s New Production of La Cage aux folles, Directed and Translated by Olivier Py. From December 5, 2025, to January 10, 2026, the cult musical returns, a flamboyant cabaret with restrained emotion, to tell a story of family and freedom. In a tense era, this comeback stakes a tender, political claim that overflows the stage.

A Bordeaux-Red Stage, A Mask That Smiles

In Paris, at the Théâtre du Châtelet, a landmark of Paris theatre, the stairs gleam like a promise. First, you hear a rustling of feathers. Then comes the click of heels. Finally, the orchestra lifts the central aisle. At the top of the steps, Laurent Lafitte, 52, appears as Albin, cabaret superstar, a conscientious diva, aka Zaza Napoli. His smile announces the zest, his eyes hold the melancholy of an artist who knows the price of every sparkle. The vast hall ignites. Barely into the first song, the tone of the evening is clear: the spark of a major Paris musical and, beneath the sequins, the raw emotion of a family story.

This new French production of La Cage aux folles, inspired by the musical created on Broadway in 1983 by Jerry Herman (music and lyrics) and Harvey Fierstein (book), celebrates the French cabaret while remaining faithful to the American source material and Olivier Py’s translation. The Châtelet’s director claims a “gentler” perspective, where comedy never masks the dignity of the characters. The audience, won over, responds from the first note with a standing ovation, rising together as if to salute a clear proposition: to celebrate identity, tenderness, and the chosen home.

Musical in Paris: Emotion Re-Enchanted

A couple runs a cabaret in Saint-Tropez: Georges manages it, Albin triumphs as Zaza. Georges’s son is about to marry the daughter of a conservative politician; he insists on a dinner where truth is folded away and the glitter is put aside. The whole edifice trembles. We know the mechanics, nurtured by Jean Poiret in the original play and popularized by Édouard Molinaro’s film. This time, the scenography creates a living cabaret. It also places a family parlor at the heart of the stage. Numbers fit in as surges rather than breaks. The Cagelles burst onstage, exquisite and fierce, synchronized bodies, candid humor, gestures that defy the gaze. The famous tunes, carried by the orchestra, unfold without empty flash: here, virtuosity aims for the soul.

Laurent Lafitte’s performance surprises with dramatic precision. He doesn’t seek caricatural contortion, but the true envelope of a man who has learned to hold his place against the gusts. His Zaza doesn’t simper. She rules by speech, poise, and a measured abandon. In the silences, the actor lets a shadow of solitude surface. In the crescendos, he sets the stage ablaze. You sense the former member of the Comédie-Française mastering the breadth of the Châtelet without sacrificing nuance. He sings true, he dances true, he acts true: a triptych not declared but earned. And suddenly you understand why he said recently that he chose this role for its political charge—and for the stubborn defense of individual freedom and the right to intimacy.

Olivier Py, Direction That Serves Meaning

At the helm, Olivier Py unfolds a cabaret aesthetic that avoids museum-like winks. The feathers and sequins aren’t props but the material of the story. The monumental stairs open perspective, the heels-entry punctuates a dramaturgy in almost cinematic sequences. Faithful to Harvey Fierstein’s book, the translation retains the sharpness of the punchlines and the precision of Jerry Herman’s lyrical sweeps. Py’s approach adds a tenderness, a way of softening edges without diluting the message. It evokes Parisian cabarets, a local memory the stage tactfully reactivates: cheek meets nobility, and spectacle serves the heart.

The director embraces the production’s topicality. He repeats that La Cage remains prophetic, since the piece anticipates what our time is seeing resurge: rhetoric intent on reducing lives to norms. Here, the stage says something else: family is also told through the prism of a queer couple, solid, anxious, loving, who refuse assignment. In the hall, you can measure the effect of such representation, especially on younger viewers: you laugh, you cry, you breathe more freely at the curtain call.

Steps, Heels, and a Television Moment

The show spills beyond the stage. On December 7, 2025, Laurent Delahousse follows Laurent Lafitte backstage for “20h30 le dimanche.” A light, almost burlesque sequence: the journalist tries heels under the amused eye of the actor, then runs up the Châtelet’s staircase. The clip circulates everywhere. It conveys a camaraderie and the simple idea the show defends: dress codes only matter insofar as you take the freedom to reinvent them. Beyond the viral anecdote, you can guess the benefit for the production: national exposure, heightened curiosity, an audience at the door on December 5, 2025, the opening night.

The Long Life of a Classic and Its Reinventions

We think we know La Cage aux Folles and rediscover a score infinitely modern. On Broadway in 1983, the musical already asserted itself as a benevolent manifesto for tolerance. Jerry Herman, who had already conquered New York with Hello, Dolly!, wrote galloping melodies and hymns of intimate resistance. Harvey Fierstein, an engaged playwright, gave the characters a novel-like density that allowed the title to cross decades. The story spread to film with The Birdcage in 1996, transposing the plot to Miami and providing, in the grand Hollywood machinery, a joyous turn for Robin Williams and Nathan Lane.

The Châtelet version avoids excess. It tightens the message and deflates the tics. Thus it shifts the gag’s center of gravity toward the fragile balance of a home struggling. You laugh a lot, certainly, but never at the characters. You laugh with them. Jean Poiret’s voice surfaces beneath every line. The French adaptation carries the musicality of the language and the flavor of an irony without cruelty. You leave with tunes in your head, images that stick to the retina, and a voice above all: Zaza’s proclamation that being oneself remains the first of the arts.

Laurent Lafitte, A French Figure at the Crossroads of Theatre and Film

We hadn’t heard him sing like this in a long time; yet Laurent Lafitte approaches the musical not as a novice. His training took him far, and his curiosity led him early to the sung stage. We remember his elegance in Rendez-Vous at the Théâtre de Paris. Meanwhile, film established him alongside Isabelle Huppert and other great names, while television offered him character roles. At Cannes in 2025, he once again took on the role of festival master of ceremonies. His clear voice and sense of tempo recall how his career spans the variety of the arts. Finding him as Albin reveals a coherence: the actor loves works that demand everything—acting, singing, dancing, and an availability of soul.

The backstage portrait is no whim. Lafitte doesn’t fetishize eccentricity. He works on balance. In the dressing room, eye on the wig, he speaks little, listens much, tweaks a gesture, an intonation, a breath. Onstage, the Cagelles troupe becomes his family for the night. The live orchestra envelopes him without ever overwhelming. Between scenes, he drops a glance to the audience, a gratitude not displayed but discernible. In this role, he found an axis: gentleness as strategy, assertion without violence, pride without challenge, commitment without pose.

A Polished Aesthetic, Choices Taken

The musical direction rumbles the pit with brass that swings and strings that invite confidences. The choreography favors clean energy over feats of acrobatics. The costumes create flamboyant silhouettes. Every detail tells a story. A feather is placed like an accent. A stone catches the light. Also, a cut accompanies the dance rather than hindering it. The lighting shapes the cabaret into a cocoon. Then it widens the stage to vertigo. The whole ensemble seizes the steps in a collective number. The hall receives this performance like a wave.

The acting holds on a high line. Georges is not a dull counterpoint: he is the other half of Albin’s world, his foundation and his contradiction. The young lovers possess the ingenuousness of myth, falsely naive and deeply moving. This exposes the reflex to conform when society demands it. The father-in-law guards order, but order falters when faced with reality. In the end, we celebrate what the music established from the start: love as the only compass.

A Cultural Gesture in the City

In a capital full of posters, this Cage aux Folles stands out. Its message asserts itself with clarity. It speaks to our present without preaching. It reminds us that art can defuse tensions by giving desirable forms to difference. The promotional apparatus, very contemporary, mixed podcasts, reports, and sustained presence in the cultural press. Networks buzz, not with scandal but with shared pleasure. The performances run from December 5, 2025, to January 10, 2026, long enough for word of mouth to fuel rumors of success. Olivier Py repeats: the word “prophetic” is not a slogan but a warning against rhetoric that restricts lives.

In the lobby after the curtain call, you meet laughing teenagers. Couples hold hands. Audience members share family memories. You also hear comments about LGBTQI+ rights, about the debates and counter-discourses they carry. Olivier Py owns it: the show answers the spirit of the times. Not to polemicize, but to show. And showing often suffices to convince. On the steps outside, the city keeps moving. The Châtelet stays behind, bordeaux-red, its pulse intact.

Cabaret as Common Home

You leave the Châtelet with the feeling of having rediscovered a genre thought light. Tonight, it carried a simple message high. Everyone has the right to appear to the world as they are. The cabaret, under Olivier Py’s direction, becomes a home where you hang up the coat of prejudice. In Albin/Zaza, Laurent Lafitte draws a character who asks for neither favor nor excuse; he moves forward with grace and claims his plural face. The audience responds as one responds to belated truths: with a prolonged applause, and an exit where each person, quietly, walks a little straighter.

Practical Information: Dates, Tickets, and the Show in Paris

La Cage aux folles at the Théâtre du Châtelet, Paris. From December 5, 2025 to January 10, 2026. Reservations on the Châtelet site. Laurent Lafitte · Olivier Py · Jerry Herman · Harvey Fierstein.

This article was written by Émilie Schwartz.