A couple observations based on yesterday's matinee:
It's nice to see Encores return to something that approximates their original model of production. Just like in the old days, the actors carried their scripts except in the production numbers, although they were used more as props than reference points. Anne Kaufmann did a fine job creating evocative moments with minimal scenery. The finale was especially moving, as was the rising tension in "No Moon." I'd love to see Encores revert back to this style rather than treating everything as a backdoor Broadway tryout.
The material might not be for the ages, and the score feels very much of its moment (everything sounds so anthemic), but it's quite effective and well handled here. Some of Rob Berman's tempos were aggressively fast for my taste, but the Encores orchestra played consistently well.
Lots of wonderful performances, especially Chip Zien and Judy Kuhn, the latter sounding remarkably undiminished by time. (Any singer should hope to sound so fresh at 66!) Vocally, the other standouts for me were Emilie Kouatchou, Alex Grayson, and AJ Shively. I appreciated the quiet dignity that Chuck Cooper brought to Captain Smith, and Jose Llana was haunting as Mr. Andrews.
Others will surely disagree, but I wasn't taken with Bonnie Milligan. Her take on the character was far too crude in terms of pushing the comedy. I think hers is a basically good voice, although a touch geschrei at times. In the same vein, I thought Ramin Karimloo brought a bit too much of his Phantom-and-Valjean mannerisms to Barrett.
No special guest at yesterday's matinee for the person who misses the boat, but I've heard it was David Hyde Pierce at the final evening performance.
"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