I wanted to see this the other weekend with CD, but we went to Million Dollar Quartet instead (big mistake, but it’s just a Broadway show, so no permanent damage done … except to our wallets. And our eardrums.)
Honestly, “Fly Me to The Moon” was just … unreal. UNREAL! Don’t go expecting dialogue - there isn’t any. And forget the plot (other than a lot of, uh, sexual liaisons). That’s okay: it’s ALL about the dancing, and that was inspired.
I basically just spent two hours mesmerized by the dancers’ bodies and Twyla Tharp’s imagination and stunning artistry.
If you end up going, email me and let me know if you were just as blown away by it as I was. (One thing - try to sit up front so you can see all of the dancers’ intricate movements. We were in the fourth row, and that really wasn’t too close.)
