Wait, what? If I alluded to thinking that
Raúl was the problem, or the imperfection, I'm so sorry. I thought I made it pretty clear, but I think he is *the* reason to see this production. I couldn't find anything wrong with his performance, and even though I'm a big fan, I'll nitpick him sometimes. Funny you bring up articulation, though; I find when he speaks, especially in performance, he enunciates better than most. Sometimes when he sings the words get a little warbled, but it's not a big problem. This performance is going to knock the socks off of the New York City theatre scene, collectively, I guarantee it. Brooding, funny, and sexy as all sin; it's just genius. Bobby is a hard role to make a character you can really care about, and he makes you care a hell of a lot. And yes, he's a good guy, from what I can tell; he has a big heart.
Anyway, Yankeefan -- two actors stuck out as imperfect, for me. One being Barbara Walsh. She's okay, but they could've done better. Raúl's Bobby has a hugely deadpan sense of humor; Barbara Walsh is *all* about the deadpan. The best way I could think to describe them together was like two like magnets -- they're totally repelling each other, and it doesn't work. It's too much of the same thing, and they really don't mesh. It's not bad, but it could be better. The other is the actress playing April; there's supposed to be heat and chemistry in that scene, and it's just not there. She's working with someone who -- and I say this in as much of an... objective way as I can, considering that I am attracted to Raúl -- just exudes sensuality. It works okay, but it could be better -- and to me, that's not the definition of perfection.
A work of art is an invitation to love.
Updated On: 5/17/06 at 10:48 PM