We finished it tonight. My first thoughts after Act 1 this past weekend were…MEH—I would have been pissed if I’d have spent hundreds to see it.
After Act 2…well…Act 2 was indeed better but I had hoped to be blown away by it—and I guess in some aspects I was— but overall I have no immediate desire to watch it again. Also? I am an emotional sap so when I was warned I’d need Kleenex…I was worried. But my eyes just got a tiny bit misty and there was no ugly cry.
That said, I can totally appreciate all the work that went into it—the actors were absolutely phenomenal and of course the writing was amazing (I wish I could be that talented at anything)—and I even caught myself singing some catchy snippets of songs this morning (My Shot and Helpless). I will also give it credit for making history interesting. But it’s still historical and history is just not my thing. I’m glad I saw it but that’s the end of my relationship with Hamilton.