It is not because In My Life is an original musical. It is not that the critics wrote bad reviews. That's their job--to give their opinion of the performance they saw.
It is because the show is ghastly, and the word of mouth is worse. Memorable, but for all the wrong reasons. In My Life cannot even be called an artistic success, a 'success d'estime', with a by-the-book love story, a silly, sometimes offensive conceptual framing device and songs that are not memorable.
I don't like to throw around words like brilliant, awesome, great, terrible or awful because they have become generic. When these terms really apply, these words which ought to have specific meaning, now do not. So when I call a show 'ghastly', pay attention.
I cannot believe the angel will let another 1.6 mil be thrown at this debacle. That's bad producing. Save money and save face and pack it in. Can you imagine what is being said in the Edison Coffee Shop as we write?
Julia Roberts needs a theatre and the Music Box will do very nicely.
"If my life weren't funny, it would just be true. And that would be unacceptable."
--Carrie Fisher