There’s something I love more than reading – pizza and going to the theatre. Not the movie theatre – Broadway theatre. Musical theatre, specifically. Unfortunately, theatre tix are 500 times more expensive than a book & I’m not (insert obscenely rich person’s name here) so I go to as many shows as I can which never feels like enough. Last year, I made the really adult decision to obliterate my savings account and see 2 shows a month. Then in August of last year, I decided that I’d grow up….and save. A very painful decision. Then the Tony noms were announced and I realized that nine months had passed since I was in the presence of someone bursting into glorious song (excluding impromptu subway singers). Thanks to tax time (yay gov’t) there were funds available and tons of shows to choose from. I had just read that Bridges of Madison County was closing and I had never had the pleasure of seeing Kelli O’Hara in anything so there I went. And oh, how glad I am that I did. I saw the movie way back when and liked it well enough but I wasnt falling all over myself to see the musical. But there was something in my gut that said to go see it.
Fast forward to the day of the how – I was just really excited to be inside of the theatre, the ushers – theatergoers dressed to the nines and others in flip flops (seriously.). When the lights dimmed, I started to tear up a bit.
In short, Kelli O’hara deserves all the hype and more more more more. & Steven Pasquale is as gorgeous as he is talented. (Fun little anecdote: I was in line at the Barnes & Noble signing/performance for the cast CD and I was pretty peeved that I had to stand by the restrooms until hunky Steven passed by. A collective silence passed over the group of us when he passed by. Sigh)
I haven’t been this moved since seeing Once, also a bit tragic but different, softer, I’d say? Bridges is Once with the addition of its passion and tragedy on steroids. I was able to see Once SIX times and Bridges only…once. ):
Someone once told me that if I couldnt afford/see a show, to just listen to the Cast Recording because “it’s basically the same thing” and by George (Gershwin), it’s NOT the same at all. It’s a close second, third, maybe to being there. And I feel it most with Bridges OCR. The music just encapsulates the story, the passion in a way that I haven’t experienced before.
I find lately, that I enjoy hopelessly tragic musicals over the splashy/funny/slapstick-y ones. If I’m not violently sobbing when I leave, did I really enjoy myself?
For days after watching the show, I had One Second and a Million Miles on repeat. And now, as I type this, Kleenex box nearby, I can’t stop listening.
For your enjoyment: