We've both been well, and we were leading a pampered existence for as long as my parents were here. A week after their return to Chennai, we are reeling over the fact that life is back to normal, and reminicing about the fun things we did while they were here. On of those fun things, was a broadway musical, Wicked.
While the audience crowded the theater looking for seats, excited children they were accompanying, and the right spot for a picture, we sat patiently, waiting for the show to begin. And almost immediately, the music came on and this elaborate set came to life. A group of monkeys (actors ofcourse) climbed down the rusty stairs, pulled up the map of Oz, and welcomed us into the world of Wicked.
"Let us be glad
Let us be grateful
Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue
The wicked workings of you know who..."
..sang Glinda, the Good, to a group of people who were as dressed in elaborate, exquisite outfits as she was. An amusing theatrical song later, she begins telling the untold story of the witches of Oz. In the next 2 hours, we witness the unfair circumstances that aid in labeling a misunderstood, powerful witch, the wicked witch.
When they met, they couldn't have been more different. While Glindawas the popular, much-loved, slightly dim-witted blond, Elphaba was green and therefore viewed with apprehension and disgust. Her latent power and her eagerness to study impressed the teachers, but she remained unpopular with the students; even her own sister.
However, these rivals soon became friends, even finding a common attraction towards a fun-loving, mischievous Fiyero. You'd think life is going well, but it isn't. The evil Wizard of Oz is plotting in the background, so he can use Elphaba's powers to read a magical book. She refuses, and the revered Wizard tarnishes her image by labeling her evil. As Elphaba gets more and more powerful, the people of Oz fear her even more, making her the most powerful wicked witch of Oz. This tale of magic, treachery, good Vs evil, and misunderstanding meets with a glorious end, one that you have to watch for yourself. Worth every pound, the elaborate sets, the use of props, the changing lighting, the exquisite outfits, the lively music, and the storyline made Wicked seem larger than life. See if you can....!
5 comments:
I didnt know you could take pics in theatre... Nice pics :)
Nope..you can't take pictures. I took these pictures from the internet, coz only pictures can do justice to the grandeur of the show. As this blog is for friends and family back home, this is just a glimpse at what i'd seen:)
could you tell me what happens to fiyero? just wondering because i haven't seen the play but love to listen to "No Good Deed" and she says something about not being able to save him, so it just got me interested. Thanks :)
He turns into the scarecrow because he is taken away by soldiers to be left on a post to die (that is where Dorothy found him) Elphaba (the Wicked Witch) loved him and didn't want him to feel any pain or die so she cast a spell on him and that is what happened to Fiyero... you might want to read the book "Wicked" it's almost as amazing as the play!
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