It was a Wicked weekend for us. On Saturday, we went out to lunch at the Frontier before walking over to Popejoy to see Wicked. We arrived early, so we wandered around Popejoy for awhile, then sat in the lobby and talked. It was then that I took out the tickets. Something was wrong! Wasn't this the 5th? My Saturday tickets said the 6th. Yes, I got my date wrong. Poor Michael was kind and said he'd return with me on Sunday, even though he had been looking forward to watching the Super Bowl. And so, Saturday and Sunday were both involved, in a way, in seeing Wicked.
I didn't have high expectations. I had been unimpressed by the soundtrack a few years ago, but I was eager to see the show. It would have exceeded by expectations, no matter what.
I'm familiar with Greg(ory) Maquire. I met him when I attended Children's Literature New England way back when. I loved his book The Dream Stealer and have fond memories of reading it aloud to children. Greg has quite a history of reworking fairy/folk tale material. The Dream Stealer featured one of my favorite literary characters, the Russian witch, Baba Yaga. I remember my students making cars from the train featured in the book. Yes, I digress....
The story of Wicked was one of these fairy tale twists. The music that was unmemorable to me before, fit the show well. The lyrics were meaningful. (I have to look some of them up.) The dialogue was witty. The staging and costumes were great, especially the OZ, green costumes.
A long, Wicked weekend, but a good one!
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