It certainly would be a radically different animal than it was originally; the New York City of
Torch Song is long dead and buried. The play, in its original incarnation, was exciting, vibrant, new, and a portrait of New York gay life in the late 70s.
It would now be a rather quaint period piece. Even if an actor with Fierstein's unique persona, passion, and larger than life qualities could be found (which I kind of doubt), the utterly contemporary urgency of the original would be impossible to match, leaving us with an experience more like the relatively bloodless film (which is the version most people know, having no idea of the wild theatricality of the original).
Of course, to those who never saw the original, none of this would matter. And I imagine those of us who did see it will be in the VAST minority.
Updated On: 11/30/11 at 01:35 PM