fajrdrako | Professor Harold Hill...

I saw one of my favourite musicals today: The Music Man. I've always thought of it as unique among musicals: the only thing Meredith Wilson ever wrote (as far as I know), and so perfect a creation. One of my favourite themes: the tale in which a lie becomes a truth, a con man finds himself, and deception becomes romance.

And this production was beautiful. Perfect. Jonathan Goad and Leah Oster were exactly as they should be, and Christopher Van Hagen made a delightful Winthrop Paroo.

In the afternoon we saw The Taming of the Shrew - which was a mixed success: some of its more intriguing tricks just didn't work and the results were slightly confusing - at least, confusing to me. It was not quit funny enough, not quite dramatic enough - but I did like Evan Buliung as a sympathetic, sexy Petrucchio. I was less sure what to make of Kate. This play needs a viewpoint: it's a play with things to say about the battle of the sexes, and this time, I wasn't sure what the point was supposed to be.

Note to self: reviews for future reference here.