I saw [title of show] at the Lyceum last night. I thoroughly enjoyed it in its Off-Broadway run at the Vineyard Theatre, and was was nervous that I would not like this uptown version as much. I was pleasantly surprised. It was no life changing piece of theatre, but it's not trying to be. It was funny and sweet and all the things it was downtown. I was more affected when I saw it at The Vineyard, but that might have just been because it was my first viewing.
It did bring back the pain of PASSING STRANGE. I have not completely released that sadness. I think I'm holding onto it intentionally, and I need to let it go. I have been honored to have worked on a shit-ton of shows at this point, but I don't think any of them has had such a profound effect on me as this one. I loved it. I attached to it. I thought it could change lives. And I think it did. But it has closed. It's time to let it go. Boo.
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