The original production was an experience of overwhelming beauty that has stayed with me for the past 20 years. I saw it twice -- the second time from the front row, dead center -- and both times was overcome with emotion. The combination of the music, the design, and the performances was perfection. I also saw the first national tour, with Christine Andreas and Elena Shaddow, which was very good but not quite on par with Broadway.
I've since seen several subsequent productions of the show, and while I still admire it and love the music, it has never quite worked as well as that first encounter. Perhaps it has to do with knowing the music and the surprise going in, and perhaps it's because there are very few performers who are on the level of that original cast. I thought the Encores staging was underwhelming in nearly every respect.
I'm looking forward to seeing the Huntington's upcoming production in Boston, with Emily Skinner as Margaret.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body