#1
Posted: 3/2/10 at 1:23am
Yesterday I went to go see the touring production of "The Color Purple" in Los Angeles. My expectations were fairly high, since I had seen the Broadway production in previews and loved it...then I saw the poster of Fantasia. Her hair is bleached and she looks really excited in a very fake way and about ready to take a dump. I've read "The Color Purple" several times, treasure the movie and enjoyed the show...and that image never crossed my mind when I thought of Celie. I was suddenly more than a little worried.
When she appeared onstage (without the bleach job, thank God) she received a huge ovation from the audience (of course) and was fine for the first act...nothing spectacular but nothing horrible either.
But then, when the second act was winding down, something phenomenal happened...something I have never seen in a musical before. When the time came for her to sing the show's penultimate song, "I'm Here," a ballad meant to show Celie's full acceptance of herself and that she doesn't need anyone to complete her, she created one of, if not the, most unforgettable moment I've ever experienced in theatre. I've seen probably fifty Broadway musicals and countless community and off-Broadway shows, but I have never seen a performer be so emotionally raw onstage before.
For those three-and-change minutes, you could not take your eyes off Fantasia. Tears flowed freely from her eyes, her voice shook with emotion and she had to stop herself briefly more than once to collect herself before moving on. It was almost as if, and hopefully you'll pardon me for being melodramatic for a moment, she invested every ounce of her being into bringing that melody to life...and she did it in a way that left me in awe. As she held the final note of the song, the audience rose to their feet in a standing ovation and I almost thought she was about to faint. She rushed offstage quickly and returned in the next scene with a kleenex in her hand.
It was startling, heartbreaking, beautiful and oh-so-haunting at the same time.
The song itself isn't the best in the show, but what Fantasia did with was unforgettable. I have NEVER seen an actor invest himself or herself so much into a performance...a moment...a song before. I will never forget those few precious moments onstage where I was no longer looking at a performer regurgitating well-reheased songs, but a person tapping into something raw and beautiful.
When she appeared onstage (without the bleach job, thank God) she received a huge ovation from the audience (of course) and was fine for the first act...nothing spectacular but nothing horrible either.
But then, when the second act was winding down, something phenomenal happened...something I have never seen in a musical before. When the time came for her to sing the show's penultimate song, "I'm Here," a ballad meant to show Celie's full acceptance of herself and that she doesn't need anyone to complete her, she created one of, if not the, most unforgettable moment I've ever experienced in theatre. I've seen probably fifty Broadway musicals and countless community and off-Broadway shows, but I have never seen a performer be so emotionally raw onstage before.
For those three-and-change minutes, you could not take your eyes off Fantasia. Tears flowed freely from her eyes, her voice shook with emotion and she had to stop herself briefly more than once to collect herself before moving on. It was almost as if, and hopefully you'll pardon me for being melodramatic for a moment, she invested every ounce of her being into bringing that melody to life...and she did it in a way that left me in awe. As she held the final note of the song, the audience rose to their feet in a standing ovation and I almost thought she was about to faint. She rushed offstage quickly and returned in the next scene with a kleenex in her hand.
It was startling, heartbreaking, beautiful and oh-so-haunting at the same time.
The song itself isn't the best in the show, but what Fantasia did with was unforgettable. I have NEVER seen an actor invest himself or herself so much into a performance...a moment...a song before. I will never forget those few precious moments onstage where I was no longer looking at a performer regurgitating well-reheased songs, but a person tapping into something raw and beautiful.