Yesterday evening I watched my second musical show. I've been to loads of plays and other live performances in London's 'Theatreland', but have always passed on the musicals. The first one I saw was 'Miss Saigon' a few years ago, and even then it was only because a friend persuaded me to go as the show was on its final run in London.
However, last night's showing of 'The Phantom of the Opera' was actually fantastic. Perhaps it was because my companion and I had no idea what to expect (her first ever musical show) apart from a sketchy understanding of the plot (the programme was thin on details and fat on adverts). It was a lot more dynamic than I presumed, with plenty of excellent imaginatively atmospheric sets; the whole vivid performance itself was very tight, demanding the audience's attention. The familiar Lloyd Webber pop opera hits were deftly sung by a skilled cast and soared with the hypnotic cadence of tunes such as the signature 'Music of the Night'.
I envisaged at least a few slow moments but none emerged and we were both transfixed by the whole spectacle, along with the rest of the audience. In all it was a great evening out - I saw a very nice show with very nice company. A highly enjoyable and recommended experience, although as with most things, it might not be everyone's cup of tea. The only thing to mar the evening was the melon-sized head of the guy sat in the row in front of us.
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