Went to see Evita at the Gaiety on Friday night. I'd bought the tickets for my wife as a Christmas present, thinking she'd bring her sister, but I got stung myself.
Not that I'm anti-musical (a view that proves to my neantherdal son that I'm 'gay') There's some musicals I love for both the music and the lyrics - Oliver, Cabaret, Rocky Horror Show, Bugsy Malone etc. Others like Oklahoma and South Pacific do nothing for me.
Evita, I'm afraid, didn't do much for me. A brief biography of her life delivered in simplistic vignettes. Musically, well, it wasn't my kind of music.
This woman was the Lady Di and more (much more) of South America, an iconic figure evoking absolute worship and absolute hatred in equal parts, social reformer or actress but a pivotal figure in one of the largest countries on earth. A musical I felt is just too small a vehicle to tell her story adequately.