Good Evening!
Alas, I did not see Cymbeline tonight. Instead, I saw Rent. Or at least what they're calling Rent nowadays. I mean, it's at the Nederlander on 41st Street. The set is the same one that was there a couple of years ago. The costumes are more or less the same. There's a band. There's lighting. But that's where the similarities end.
I went in expecting to be disappointed, and, unfortunately, I left the theatre a bit more disheartened than I had planned for. The show is just not in good shape right now. The casting - well, the cast... well, some of the cast just have no idea how to project nor how to enunciate. -Yes, a mic will "help" you project, but there's only so much the guy at the sound board can do if you're basically whispering most of your talking and singing. And there was lots of "whispered" acting on stage tonight too.
Surprisingly, there were some muffed and sloppy technical elements. None of the phone call/answering machine cues went off in the first sequence. -And the lights were also a bit late too. I had even started to think that they had reworked the show since the flubs were so consistent.
Etc., etc., etc.
Of course, there were the usual screamers in the audience. And the people texting each other on their cellphones and Blackberries. And the husband who would fill in the blanks for his wife after each time she returned from the bathroom - or wherever she went - she left three(!) times in the first act!!! However, thankfully, and mercifully, no one sang along. At least not in my earshot.
I have always liked the show, but also acknowledged some of its problems and pecadillos. However, when I first saw the show during the second of third years of it's run on Broadway - the second cast had just started - I remember being enveloped in this Bohemian world, and just allowed myself to be taken on the journey. Tonight, I just sat there wondering what the hell went wrong, and how would anyone let this happen. If "they" want to continue to honor the memory of Jonathan Larson, the best thing to do would be to close show. Tomorrow.