After SUNDAY..., INTO THE WOODS, and ASSASSINS, all of which were overstuffed full meals, PASSION felt like a barely warmed up appetizer. It was at once deadly dull and more operatic in showing its emotions, a dreary combination.
It was basically a 3-person one-act play with a few superfluous soldiers in the background singing consistently superfluous songs. At the time, I remember really liking "I Wish I could Forget You", and wondering why none of the other songs landed as well for me. Once I owned the album and could really study the score, I knew why-- that was the only song in conventional 32-bar construction. It even rhymed, for God's sake. And it stated something complex in a beautifully simple way. Every other musical sequence seemed like part of a meandering through-sung show (a style I generally dislike). We had no hooks to hold on to, no rhyme schemes to lock the words together, and no characters to really root for. The result for me was a shorter than average evening that bored me more than shows twice as long.
In the last 22 years, I've come to learn the lyrics by heart, and my ears have grown to appreciate unconventionally structured scores, so back I went 2 years ago to see the CSC revival that had gotten such great reviews. I enjoyed the singing and instrumental work a great deal, but honestly, that show has simply not got the bones to work on me. It's one of the coldest shows ever to examine the heat and fire of romantic love.
Updated On: 12/11/16 at 08:23 PM