Anaïs Mitchell has created something magical. I felt like giving a standing ovation after every song. Just pure theatrical joy delivered by a cast who know how to squeeze every drop of emotion from an audience.
Perhaps it was sitting right at the front of the stalls, but the opening of Hadestown feels like dinner theatre; almost cosy in its intimacy. The first act is so busy - there are a hundred-and-one things happening on stage that it occasionally becomes overwhelming. The second act is slightly more intimate, but no less dazzling.
Having the musicians on stage lends to the feel of being in a nightclub. The stereo separation makes it easier to pick out the various musical threads and brings a lovely texture to the songs. Also, who knew a trombone could steal a show?
Lots of the cast sing in their natural accents. A roaring northern Hades versus a Mancunian Orpheus makes for quite the thrilling combination. Having subsequently listened to the Broadway cast recording, it is amazing what a positive difference it makes.
And, yes, the obligatory revolve spins the performers on a near-constant merry-go-round. When I am King of the West End, the revolve will be banned for the laze cliché that it is!
A stunning show with a killer soundtrack and a delightful set of performers.
I've written before about how the pre-show and post-show experience shapes an event. The Lyric theatre is generously sized, so plenty of space to mill about before the show, rather than being crammed into a tiny bar. The toilets weren't in too bad a condition. Once again, no set dressing in the liminal spaces. Would it have been so hard to mock up some travel posters for the eponymous station? Or have something for people to take photos with?
The themed cocktail menu was inventive but shockingly expensive, even for London prices. The programme is only a fiver and, unlike other West End shows, is full of interesting information and not just an excuse to cram in adverts - excellent value for money.
After the curtain call, we get a few more minutes with the musicians, which was delightful. On the way out there was no leaflet offering a discount on return visits (unlike Avenue Q). There is, apparently, a "Hadestown Passport" which you can get stamped every visit - although I didn't see any evidence of that.
