My 2011 theatrical exploits, while not as numerous as I'd like, have been enjoyable on the whole and happily have involved the West End, the London and Edinburgh Fringes and Broadway. In an attempt to summarise I have come up with a few arbitrary and inconsistent categories into which to put some of the shows I've seen. And here they are:
The show I wish I'd seen
I'd heard so much about the Landor's production of Ragtime, from various sources. But for reasons unknown I didn't try to book until it was too late, with all performances selling out well in advance of the run's end. I asked friends to kindly tone down their praise of the show if they had tickets and followed the Landor's Twitter account to maybe get a cheeky return, only to be treated to regular tweets telling people not to show up hoping for anything of the sort, owing to just how very sold out it was. Oh well.
The news that it's coming to the Regent's Park Open Air Theatre in 2012 eases my self-loathing slightly, but I can't shake the feeling that this production was the one that got away.
The show I shouldn't have bothered with
A musical based around Catch Me If You Can, rather like a Shaznay Lewis solo career, seemed like a good idea at the time. A fun, well-known story, some hugely accomplished performers with inbuilt fanbases (Next to Normal's Aaron Tveit and Wicked's Norbert Leo Butz) and a score by Hairspray's Marc Shaiman & Scott Wittman: just what could go wrong?
What should have been a delightful romp struck me as a pretty clunky, poorly-paced and overlong slab of hokey old tat. Harsh maybe, and I think I'm looking less fondly on it in retrospect but to say I enjoyed it would be an overstatement. It didn't help that the show's best song 'Fly, Fly Away' was sung by Kerry Butler, a performer whose bizarre vocal technique takes nasality to new depths. Its closure was a blessing, unfortunately but inevitably for all concerned.
The show I can't make up my mind about
Pippin, you're up. I didn't know anything about the show going in – not even Corner of the Sky, which is apparently some ubiquitous and so-common-everyone-hates-it audition song (must cross it off my New Audition Songs list in that case) – and I was excited to see it. Excitement turned swiftly into awe (the opening and visual effects throughout), confusion (the plot happened) and then mutated into a WTF frenzy (basically everything) with a generous helping of delight (outstanding choreography) and a final flourish of exhilaration (it ended and so stopped hurting my brain), and so I found myself staggering out into the night in a daze, wondering if it was very very good or very very bad. I'm almost certain it's the former but certain factors (several snooty reviews, my companion who took strongly against it) are niggling at me in favour of the latter. There's only one thing for it: definitely going again.
I am also struggling to make up my mind about Ghost, incidentally. Pros: the glorious Caissie Levy, five or six of the songs, the genuinely amazing special effects and Richard Fleeshman, I suppose, especially while topless. Cons: The several awful songs, Sharon D. Clarke (I'm a lone dissenting voice as far as I can tell but no thanks Shaz!), the pointless ensemble, the 'hey look I made words rhyme' lyrics ("I don't believe it, it's so SAD / Where are the good times we once HAD"), the dialogue-overload Cast Recording. Stuff like that.
The best Broadway show I saw in 2011
The Book of Mormon. My Book of Mormon story, because we've all got one right, is that I booked early and got centre Dress Circle (or Mezzanine if you're one of those Americans) tickets at a discount, about $75 if I remember correctly. That would be literally impossible now, of course. You'll pay $350 for the corner of the last row and be grateful. And of course it's fantastic. But it feels redundant to say that after all the praise it's gotten so let me say that I also enjoyed How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying and ensemble member/Dance Captain/general all-round hunk Charlie Williams: if you're reading this, call me.
The best UK show I saw in 2011
By a (Georgian) country mile, Parade at the Southwark Playhouse. I don't know about you, but when a show finishes and you're sitting (soon to be standing) there, heart pounding, pulse racing and fighting back what would be tears if you weren't such a big tough man then you know you've seen something special. Perhaps my favourite theatrical experience of the last five years (Spot The Reference, JRB fanz!) or possibly ever. From the first stirring second to the last moment of despair, I found it close to perfection. Laura Pitt-Pulford as Lucille was devastating, emotionally and vocally. I am quite fond of big, belty vocals and she delivered a skip-load of them, with some (like those in 'Do It Alone') still ringing in my ears.
Some friends who are au fait with the show were quite critical of the liberties they thought it took: the main gripe seemed to be based on the fact that this production essentially solved the murder, rather than leaving it ambiguous. And that's a valid point, but it wasn't a problem for me at all (and come on, it was totes obv). I'd give quite a lot to hear that Finale reprise of 'The Old Red Hills of Home' again. Absolutely bloody amazing.
The performance I most enjoyed
Other than any others mentioned, Lauren Samuels in The Last Five Years at the Tabard. Blown away. Oh, for a believably-heterosexual Jamie!
The show I most want to see in 2012
Next to Normal, please. Someone please put it on in the Duchess, or in the National, or in my front room. Just put it on, cheers.
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