The audience can be fickle and want surprises. The bold new SWEENEY offered plenty.
But am I alone in wondering if two Doyle Sondheim de-constructions in a row might be too much of the same stylistic tweak, too close together? And COMPANY, despite the equisite score, doesn't have the sort of timeless dramatic book that SWEENEY has, as the pale, stock-ish Roundabout production proved. Between its songs, there's slim sitcom pickings of a very dated sort. I know Doyle's version is darker and streamlined; but the text remains.
I'm not talking about the theater devotees who will crowd in the first 3 months; I mean enough for a sustained commercial run.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling