While I did not fall asleep during "A Chorus Line," I don't really care for it. As I said before, the obsessive love of "A Chorus Line" is one of the gay genes that I didn't get.
I must admit that I have not seen the recent revival. I have seen it twice, once during it's last national tour and once done by Pittsburgh Civic Light Opera which was directed by Baayork Lee.
I must also admit (as if you haven't guessed) that I am a huge Sondheim fan. By the time I finally saw "A Chorus Line", I had already fallen in love with the scores to "Pacific Overtures" and "Chicago".
After I saw it, I thought, "Well, I've just seen 'A Chorus Line'..."
I can understand why it won everything at the time. It is heartwarming and uplifting and schmaltzy. It doesn't have any edge or bite to it.
"A coherent existance after so many years of muddle" - Desiree' Armfelt, A Little Night Music
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