So on the spur of the moment, we wound up driving into the city to take in a Broadway show or two. I had promised Ariel I’d take her to see “Fiddler” with Harvey Fierstein and Rosie O’Donnell in the leads, and the hope was that Kath would take Caroline to see her very first show which would be, with any luck, “Lion King.”
Well, no luck there, although it was a long shot at best. We then went for our fallback, which was “Beauty and the Beast.” That they had tickets for, and I’ll let Kath talk about that in her own blog as I’m sure she will.
Ariel and I had no trouble scoring tickets for “Fiddler.” I had no sure idea of what to expect from it. I know that Danny Strong and Adam Busch (Jonathan and Warren from BtVS) went to take in a production of it. The moment that Harvey opened his mouth and growled, “A Fiddler on the Roof,” Adam turned to Danny and said, “Let’s go.” Danny insisted they stay put (interestingly, two of Tevye’s daughters realized that 2/3 of the evil trio was sitting front row. They made eye contact in a fairly subtle manner and there was some serious unspoken flirting going on that naturally the audience didn’t notice since–when Harvey’s on stage–all eyes are on him.
Harvey didn’t make me want to sprint out of the theater, and I liked him better in the role than I did Alfred Molina, who played the role when I saw it as if he had a train to catch. But the problem is that I didn’t feel as if I was seeing Tevye, so much as I was seeing Harvey playing Tevye. His up and down vocal variations were great for “Hairspray,” but here I was wishing he’d pick a voice–preferably in the lower register, since that was the most effective–and stick with it. Rosie, on the other hand, was a delight. Running her family like a drill sergeant, but still capable of displaying tenderness. She missed her calling; she would have made a terrific Jewish mother.
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