Can't Say I Do is a musical comedy about how unfair it is that gays can't get married.

That opening sentence should've elicited one of two responses: Either it caused you to nod your head and say, "That sounds interesting," or it made you want to rip your own eyeballs out. Unfortunately for Key Productions, this reviewer falls into the latter category. I'm as pro-gay rights as the next girl, but I don't go to the theater to have my political beliefs affirmed via song-and-dance routines, particularly when those beliefs are so, well, obvious. Theater should entertain, challenge, or both. Can't Say I Do fails to contribute much on the political front beyond "gays should have marriage rights," and it's hit or miss in the "fun" department.

Siblings Chris (Nartan Woods) and Carol (Meredith Weber) are in similar situations: Both are discussing marriage with their significant others, and running into serious roadblocks. Chris wants to get married, but can't, because his partner (Michael Borgstrom) refuses to participate in a purely symbolic ceremony. Carol's boyfriend (Ian Anderson-Priddy) wants to get married, but Carol isn't ready, though her decision is complicated by the fact that she's just discovered she's pregnant. It's implied that both Carol and Chris are in some way fucked up because of their parents' divorce, so Mom (Elisabeth Goebel) and Dad (Jeff Siri) get involved too, arguing over old grievances and the proper way to raise a child.

This cast acts better than they sing: There are some witty, natural interactions between the characters, particularly the excellent Meredith Weber as cranky, independent Carol, but then they go and ruin it all with numbers like "Commitment Calypso." Pithy observations about the nature of modern love are delivered in song-bites: Relationships are like a dance. Choices have consequences. Dreams are horses, but life is the cart. (I don't really get that one.) If Can't Say I Do were reprised with all of the musical numbers cut, it would be a better play for it. The production doesn't so much "preach to the choir" as it does "serenade them with off-key showtunes," but the result is the same: The show ultimately brings nothing to the table that hasn't been done better somewhere else.