So La Reve - beautiful but not as good as Love, and then DH told me that it wasn't a Cirque show, but a copy, and somehow you could tell - the edges weren't as crisp... However the high dives and some of the visuals were breathtaking, it just wasn't as cohesive as Love.
In the meantime we also went and saw West Side Story (back in Manhattan now) DH loves it and I'm very familiar with the music but realized I'd never seen it on stage, I'd only ever seen the movie.
It was a very weird experience, because it is a piece I love, but I thought it was such a bad interpretation, the lovers were unbelivable, I didn't care about them at all (even though Maria had pipes, no question there) and the all the male parts were uniformly dreadful. No energy, no bite, no sense of them being 3 dimensional people with back story, just flat. The women were better and the dance numbers better still but I was frankly bored.
I sat and wriggled and looked at the audience - and the audience - loved it! Clapped and whistled and cheered. I felt so out of sync. And yet, as we walked out, no one was talking about the show. It was like they focused on it for 2 hours and then forgot it as they walked out the door, already on to the next thing. But they applauded and stood (I refused. Really, I didn't enjoy it at all.) But I don't get it when I'm so not with the audience. What were they cheering? What did they connect to that I couldn't see? So odd experience on all counts.
DH and DS are still listening daily to the CD of Love that we bought at the Vegas show and DH is raving about the orchestrations etc... so that show is definitely lingering.
This week I've been suffering terribly from hayfever and both prescription medication and over the counter stuff is not helping, and then I remembered that I have an air filter that I use every year, sitting and waiting for this season - sometimes it's so hard to be an adult and remember how to look after yourself!
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