Saturday, March 17, 2012

Wicked


I went to see Wicked last night. And before I say anything else, I have to mention that I hate The Wizard of Oz. Absolutely hate it. I love old movies, but that one has always bored me and every time I tell someone that, they treat me like I'm a leper.


The Gershwin Theatre...Is huge. It's the biggest theatre I've ever been in. I thought the Majestic was big (for a Broadway show), but it can't even begin to compare. Then, when we got to our seats and I saw the set, I was amazed. It has to be the most elaborate set on Broadway. It was really incredible to see. I couldn't even fit it all into the picture I took.

 
The show itself was mostly good. The actors have beautiful voices and I was happy to see Richard H. Blake in something again (I saw him in Legally Blonde: The Musical three times.) The dialogue was funny, I laughed a lot. And the lights were mesmerizing. I don't know where my obsession with lights comes from, but I couldn't take my eyes off them last night, I have never seen anything like that before. And I really love some of the songs, I had already heard them a few years ago after an episode of Ugly Betty where they went to see Wicked. I immediately downloaded the soundtrack.
 
All of that being said, there were some parts of the show that were not interesting and I found my mind wandering more than once. "I could be at the Majestic seeing Phantom of the Opera right now." I actually thought that at one point. Honestly, I think a lot of my problem was that, while this wasn't The Wizard of Oz, it still revolved around those characters, made multiple references to lines from the movie and even touched on its plot. Wicked is supposed to be what "really" happened. I probably would have enjoyed it a lot more if I had never seen The Wizard of Oz. I just couldn't separate them last night and that took away from my overall enjoyment of it. But it IS a good show, there were a lot of great things about it. The problem lies with me, not Wicked. And despite my issues with The Wizard of Oz, I still love live theatre and everything that goes into it, and those actors are amazingly talented.
 
Oh, and if you ever want to scare your kids, Wicked will do it.
 
After it was over, we went out to eat and then back to my cousin's apartment. We went up to the roof and my obsession with lights took over again.

 
As a sidenote, some genius decided it would be a good idea to drive into the city instead of taking the train. I think that is the dumbest idea ever. Why would anyone drive in the city? But as if that decision wasn't bad enough, they then decided instead of driving to the theatre, we would take two taxis. It's scary enough trying to cross the street when a taxi is around. I've seen how they drive, they're crazy. But as terrifying as that is, it's even worse being in the car with them. I never, ever take a taxi anywhere. If I'm in the city, I walk. Because that's what you do in the city, you walk. In most cases, it's faster. After last night, I will never get into another taxi as long as I live. The driver almost hit a truck four times because he kept trying to cut it off. I thought we were all going to die. I'm not being overdramatic either, it really was that bad.

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