So I got to see Marissa McGowan as Eponine tonight. She was perfectly lovely- I mean that in a completely honest, non-snark way, she was fine, no complaints, etc. I do still like Celia's Eponine the best though.
But Oh. My. Gawd.- Lea Salonga as Fantine. That was just *love* right there. You know how people have those color bars (that I usually mock) on their LiveJournal or MySpace or whatever saying "_____ is love?" It's like that.
I had the misfortune of seeing Daphne as Fantine many months ago, and I actually cringed during some of her singing (Daphne fans please keep your PMs to yourselves- we're just gonna have to agree to disagree on this one), and tonight was my...eighth? ninth?...time seeing Les Miz total, counting tours and Broadway, and Lea Salonga just so *owned* Fantine for me so much so that by the time she did "Come to Me" I had already cried at three different parts in her performance. I hadn't felt chills like that watching a performer since wayback when I first saw LaChanze in The Color Purple.
The show entire tonight was just so on, I felt that same- magic, if you will, even though I kinda think maybe 'magic' is a cheese word- that I first did when I was in the 9th grade and Les Miz on tour was the very first show that I was ever seeing. I shed a tear during the Finale too. And during "Bring Him Home." I was completely a hot mess tonight.
Updated On: 3/15/07 at 12:49 AM