I was there tonight (TDF Row N Orch, extreme left but fine view) and was pleasantly surprised to find a full house of roaring excited patrons. IT seems the show is at least for now selling well on weekends even without "names"
Nicholas Christopher sings his face off and plays Sweeney sort of dead-eyed the way Groban did. It works, though I was hoping for more coloring outside the lines. Len Cariou had a certain charm to him that helped sell his demented behavior. Michael Cerveris was pure creepiness, Josh Groban was a solid attempt at depression. I still would like to see a more affable, seductive Sweeney but Im nitpicking. Christopher is great.
So is de Waal, though she is very much trapped trying to be Annaleigh Ashford at times and whenever that happens, she falters. Her singing is outstanding and her take is less dizzying/ditzy, which I appreciated. Id love to see her originate this role without Ashford hanging over her. But again, shes great.
Without the opening month buzz with Groban and Ashford the show drags here and there, but that actually made me appreciate the staging/direction a bit more, because when it clicks (the last 10 minutes, the opening of Act 2, the whole Pirelli sequence) it really clicks. Raymond J Lee is great as Pirelli, though I did miss Christopher a bit. Daniel Yearwood has gotten much better since I saw him last, and Ruthie Ann Miles is still giving 1000% and stealing every moment she can.
Some drama in the audience tonight- could not really tell what was going on but someone was yelling a bit during Poor Things, and then there was a sea of ushers/house managers and at least one NYPD officer, rushing up and down the aisle. It was very distracting, but certainly seemed like they were trying to deal with a problematic audience member, who was eventually dragged out (literally dragged up the aisle, whining) by the House staff. Again it wasnt clear to me exactly what was going on, or who she was sitting with, but that front left orchestra burst into applause as she was being dragged out, causing Rapson and Jamie Jackson (still so excellent, both of them) to pause, confused, and start up again. Just reinforces my belief in the death penalty for disruptive audience members.