I already said Jesus, God!!!
So John and I went to se Jesus Christ, Superstar at MTL. I have decided there are large fundamental problems with this show, no fault of MTL.
Mostly that Jesus never could have been a superstar because the whole point of the New Testament was this guy that had no money and no posessions, was an outcast, friend to other outcasts, showing them the truth. That kills the whole premise of the show right there.
The show went like this: act I: A bunch of colorfully dressed people in tight pants and big hair sing a couple songs. Three men in silver business suits, star trek glasses, and hats that look like pope hats with ear flaps, come out and say that Jesus must die. A guy in a yellow jacket does some screaming (probably about his kidney stones, as he ran around hunched over all the time. He's obviously not watched enough Spinal Tap.) Pontias Pimp Pilate is wheeled out on a black box by Jared and some chick. He sings about a dream he had. They wheel him off. Gayle King comes out and sings really well. Judas takes a bag from the men with pope-earflap hats. End act I. Act II: Jesus gets his friends drunk and then gets upset because they don't want to accompany him to Gesthemane. At Gesthemane, he whines, and then four members of TR:KIFS (Team Rocket: Knights In Frank-n-furter's Service) come and arrest him. funambulator's twin says she saw Peter with Jesus, who denies him 3 times. Pontias Pimp Pilate talks to Jesus, then King Pimp Herod comes out and steals the show. Mary, Peter and the Apostles sing the only good song in the show. Judas comes out and screams some more, then hangs him self by a random cord. TR:KIFS torture Jesus in front of Pilate and a bunch of people banging pipes together. Another pointless number with a bunch of tinfoil looking angels and Judas with fringe wings. Then they strap the guy to a cross and everyone makes a cacophony which is painful to sit through because it is so boring. Jesus changes his shirt and returns to the stage to sing the one good song with the ensemble. Jesus, Judas and Mary sing another song that I couldn't understand as an encore that nobody wanted. We all went home. The end.
The director wanted to stage the show as a rock concert in the 70s, but all of the female ensemble members costumes were styled like the 80s. There were a fair few bad wigs, and not enough facial hair for the 70s. I also loved how all but 3 people were straight up caucasian, perpetuating the fallicy that Jesus was white.
The music was generic, it almost sounded recycled. I couldn't understand 95% of what was being sung. And the guy that played Judas made himself look like a DAMN fool. Even for Mick Jagger...
If you've got money to burn, go see it, but if not, don't break your back to earn enough for a ticket. It's not particularly worth it.
I do want EVERYONE to come see Oz though.
Night.