The inherent problem with any highly technical production is that each of its elements must be perfectly executed in order for the show to succeed. One missed cue or malfunctioning spotlight is all that is required in order to expose the naked emperor. This is the fatal flaw of Cats, which relies far more upon costume than any traditional sense of plot: Its surrealistic style must be consummately maintained, lest the magical world it conjures in the mind of the audience be dispelled. While Buddy Reeder should be commended for his ambitious attempt at scaling down Cats to fit the stage of Beef & Boards, the production suffers when it must concede its most fantastic qualities. An example is when overlapping dialogues, intended to merge into harmony, become cacophonous as a result of acoustics. The show has several redeeming qualities, however, such as the award-winning choreography of Marc Robin and the costumes of Brian Horton, both of which must be seen to be appreciated. Through April 5; 317-872-9664, www.beefandboards.com.