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April 9, 2018

MILLBURN, N.J. — A musical is a con game. It’s fakery and flimflam, a well-lit hustle. When it works, it’s the best kind of swindle — the kind where the marks don’t even know they’ve been played.

The trickery on display in “The Sting,” the adaptation of the 1974 best-picture winner now at Paper Mill Playhouse, isn’t yet so smooth. As directed by John Rando, it’s a jaunty entertainment — any work that leans so heavily on Scott Joplin’s “The Entertainer” had better be. But its seductions come and go, a dance here, a ragtime riff there, another twist in the corkscrew plot.

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