Aw, somebear. I posted about him on the first page of this thread, I think, in reference to having seen the show in Cincinnati. It moved me to tears then, but I meant a few isolated tears discreetly dripping down my face. When I saw it for the first time in New York, as soon as Being Alive ended, I was sobbing pretty much uncontrollably. And it lasted for quite a bit of time. I can count on one hand the theatrical and cinematic experiences combined that have done that to me, but I think this one was by far the most visceral. I just couldn't stop. I think it was a combination of being so moved by the performance and just letting out all of the thrill and emotion surrounding the fact that the show was finally here, frankly, but I still credit Raul's performance with most of it. I was completely surprised with myself, the way the tears just didn't stop coming. It was a little embarassing, so I hope I don't do that again.
A work of art is an invitation to love.