Joseph Spieldenner and Maxwell Porterfield in Carousel at the Media Theatre.

The visual world is fragmentary, even impressionistic. A lone carousel horse stands in for the thing itself, amplified through projected images. On either side of a metal arch are sepia photographs, evoking a 19^th Century New England coastal town—in particular, its factory. There’s a sense of nostalgia, but not the picture-postcard kind—we perceive instantly that life here is hard-scrabble. The joys need to be celebrated when and where they can. When they can’t find joy, something else must keeps them going.

That is indeed the essence of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Carousel, and there are joys for the audience, too. The first few scenes reveal many of them—that the dialogue will be important, as well as the songs; even more, that there will be a seamlessness as one moves into the other. We find it in the conversational “You’re a Queer One, Julie Jordan,” where Madalyn St. John (playing Carrie) is a lively, delightful complement to the more serious Julie of willowy, elegant Maxwell Porterfield. (Both have fine voices—Porterfield’s soft-grained soprano is a particular pleasure.)

This natural balance of song-and-speech is even more striking in the famous bench scene (“If I Loved You”), where Porterfield is well-paired with Joseph Spieldenner’s Billy. Spieldenner is strongest in the romantic and charming aspects of the character; the brutishness doesn’t come quite so easily. Effective as the secene is, I did, however, wish for a slower tempo—what’s missing is the sense of suspended time. Later, the group will be joined by George Slotin as Enoch—Slotin is a likeable but limited actor, but his sweet and true tenor makes terrific points in the songs.

These intimate moments are especially strong in Media’s Carousel, which also uses a smallish orchestra, reinforcing the chamber quality. But the energetic young ensemble, who do much of the show’s heavy lifting (singing and dancing) is very strong.

As Carousel turns more tragic, with an almost operatic sense of grandeur, Media’s forces are more taxed. Still, there are good things also in Act II, including a touching and vocally lovely Nettie Fowler (played by Media favorite Elisa Matthews), a fine Louise (actress/dancer Beada Briglia, and an honorable version of the difficult ballet.

Carousel stretches the resources of even the largest companies. Fair to say also that the politics of the piece, including a subplot about spousal abuse, aren’t easy for a contemporary audience. (To Media’s credit, they don’t shy away from exploring it.) The work is problematic for sure—but also undoubtedly an American masterpiece, with an unforgettable score. This earnest, thoughtful company is to be congratulated for getting so much of it right—proof that in theater, it’s imagination, not size, that makes the magic.

Carousel plays through October 22. For more information, visit the Media Theatre