When Rachel and I were in Chicago, we went to see Wicked. Rachel took the train downtown on Friday to meet me and spend the night at my conference hotel.As Rachel said to me, Wicked felt like Broadway.
We had been to see Rent on Broadway but due to the subject matter of the muscial and the faded glory/shabbiness of the Nederlander Theatre, while we enjoyed the play, it didn't feel like Broadway.
Wicked felt like Broadway. The Oriental Theatre/Ford Center for the Performing Arts is very ornate and plush.
The play, although significantly different from the book, was quite good. It convincingly tells the tale of the friendship between the two opposites, Glinda, the Good Witch of the North and the Wicked Witch of the West. For all of its pomp and grandeur, it's an intensely character driven story and, therefore, more adult oriented (not in any R rated way). As I was looking around at some of the younger children in the audience, it struck me that Rachel at that age would have been very squirmy throughout the whole thing.
The lifelong friendship between Elphaba and Glinda and the love story between Elphaba and Fiyero were both a joy to experience. We left feeling uplifted (and Rachel left significantly lighter in the pocketbook after visiting the souvenir stands, not once but twice).
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