| December 10, 2005 |
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| Wicked Review |
This show has been in the Chicago since the summer. The wife and I had a chance to take it in last night at the Oriental theater. Seats are tough to come by, next to the Bears, it's the hottest ticket in town. I looked for seat for this weekend, which is the wife's b-day, a few months ago and had no luck. I gave-in and shelled out just over five bills for two seats in row O. We were not dissapointed.
I am not a theater regular by any means. I've seen Phantom and Chicago (just last weekend) only to be dissapointed by expectations due to the Crawford/Brightman Soundtrack in the former and the motion picture in the latter. Joseph and Technicolor Dreamcoat wasn't interesting. Wicked, on the other hand, is really good. Ana Gasteyer (Saturday Night LIve) who plays Elphaba the Witch, was fabulous. And Kate Reinders, Glinda the Good Witch looked exactly like Resse Witherspoon and, according to my musically astute wife, was dead-on. At a couple of times, Reinders hit notes that reminded me of Brightman and made me wiggle in places I do not like to talk about. Thankfully, between the two female leads, I didn't have to sit and watch some dude in tights sing like a canary. A man has to have standards. Ana and Kate are with the cast until the 22nd of January.
Overall, this is a great show. There a tremendous amount of activity on stage with the set changes, costume changes. The music isn't anything I would purchase, unlike Phantom of the Opera, which is more timeless. But, audio placed next to visual, it was great. I felt like I was getting a NY style show. Which, not to pick on the show we saw last weekend, but that was not the case with the two-week traveling Chicago. Go see Wicked. Go now. |
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Posted by seed at 9:26 AM |
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Me and the little woman caught the show a few months ago. Actually it was the first night of the world series. I remember it clear as day because the southside toothless hillbilly sitting next to me kept checking his Trio every five minutes to get an update on the score. This normally wouldn't bother me but for the following two reason: #1--I paid good fucking money to see this show and #2--He had the screen on extra bright and it was really annoying. Once the second act began I grabbed him by the arm and asked him to stop. He said something like "fuck off" and "it's the world series and it's really important." To which I responded "I don't really give a damn." I claim it as a victory because he didn't check the score the rest of the performance and his wife apologized to me on the way out.
Leonardo 1, Sox fan 0. |
Posted by: Leonardo on December 14, 2005 10:17 PM |
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We had a similar situation. The mid-fifties couple next to us slept for half the show. No shit, $125 face value seats, and between the two of them, they could not figure out where Elphaba went after the first act OR that was her actual name.
Who is that?What's her name?Wherezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz?
If it happened one more time, I was going to tell the two of them that if they wish to discuss parts of the play that they missed due to their inability to stay awake, to do so outsidefucko's.
Alas, the inquiries did subside. Which is good, because I don't have a great deal of subtlety when it comes to these matters. If and when I say something to somebody, I am one step away from physically tossing that person out, ass up. |
Posted by: seed on December 15, 2005 9:19 AM |
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Actually there were two other odd events that night. During intermission Jackie had to go downstairs to use the bathroom. On her way down some little old man kept trying to get past her on the stairs and bumped her a few times. He finally saw an opening and zoomed right past her, only to miss a step and go all out tumbling down the last 7 or 8 steps. Serves you right fuck-o. And secondly on our way out there was a overweight girl and her pal walking out a few steps in front of us. Somehow the friend stepped on fatty's skirt and the whole thing completly ripped off. Nothing but panties and cellulite. She burst out laughing and put the skirt back on as fast as she could. Too bad it wasn't a hottie in a thong. |
Posted by: Leonardo on December 18, 2005 10:04 PM |
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