OK, I broke down and saw Rent. I didn't like it when I first listened to the cast album and I wasn't going to pay nearly $100 to see it on stage. Now, I know that the transition to film changed an awful lot ("Seasons of Love" as the opening song? No singspiel phone messages?) but god, this story blows. I don't give a damn about these pathetic, whiney twentysomethings who seem to think that simply because they recognize that people are oppressed that somehow means they have tapped into something real. The only characters with any sense of connection were Angel and Collins and they were marginal, supporting ones.
Which is probably a good thing because if they had had any attention paid to them by the script, they would have turned into the same insignificant, petty fools. Exactly what did Mark and/or Roger accomplish? Ooh! I made my movie! Ooh! I finished my song! And to what end? What is the point of these things except to be an expression of self-aggrandizement of no meaning except to one's self and perhaps a handful of others who happen to know your personal vocabulary of "Poor Me"? "La Vie Boheme" is the crowning glory of wannabes thinking they have managed to show that they're above and beyond the "societal pressure of conformity" when, as always, they are just as conforming as those they despise. If they truly didn't care about what the normal people thought, they wouldn't spend so much time obsessing about it and engaging in a mutal masturbation fest of how much more authentic they are.
And Mimi [I][B]DIES[/i][/b]! She doesn't come back! Her living turns what is supposed to be a tragedy into a maudlin farce.
Move over and share the seat with another cultural baboon, PB. Maybe it`s the years, but these renderings of teeny/twenties know-it-alls baring their angst at shouldering the burdens of the world single-handedly, leave me cold. Sigh.
I think the most fun I've ever had in the theatre - and, like Rrhain, I have a stage background, so I've had an awful lot of fun in theatres - was seeing Peter Pan at London's National Theatre (the big stage, can't remember which one of the three that is), with Sir Ian McKellan as Captain Hook. Fun as hell.
Either that, or it was seeing The Weir on opening night on the West End. Very cool, as well. Gave me the chills for the first time in years.
I saw a stage production of Rent when it was on tour in North Carolina, I guess a few years ago now, and I have no intention of seeing the movie. I liked the show, the music was good, staging was minimalistic and unique (the musicians were on stage with the cast as part of the props), and the story was decent.
I would say that the meanings of Mark and Roger finishing their own movies and songs was to establish something more lasting and personal in a world where everything else they had was temporary. Everything else seemed very fleeting. "When friends, landlords, lovers, your own blood cells betray..." People living and dying with nothing to really call their own.
Not my favorite, but I liked it. Would have been better if Mimi did die.
quote:One of the best plays I ever saw was a production of Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? that I saw at the Stratford theater festival a couple of years ago.
I've seen that (I think) 3 times on stage. The last was the best, it was performed in a large house; the "stage" was an actual living room.
I've seen so many fine plays it'd be hard to pick a "best". For the past several years I've done most of my playgoing at the Alabama Shakespeare Festival, most recently in '04 when I saw Macbeth and Steel Magnolias. Incidentally, no matter how much you might love Dolly Parton or Julia Roberts, you simply have not seen Steel Magnolias until you've seen a quality stage production.
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