If the play doesn't hold up, and I'm fully recognizing its moments of melodrama and its games-focused nod to "Virginia Woolf..." for its second act, I will take back my post.
What I personally hope: that this production is Harold-centered, with Quinto. Harold really arrives to take on Michael's vinegary disillusionment, to in effect deliver an overdue prescriptive take on the future for the LGBTQ. Harold makes a case for a world after Michael's, line for line. Nails Michael's cruelty and self-loathing. No, he doesn't say It Gets Better. But he does tell Michael to get over himself.
What I pick up on: Harold is having a good time. He owns his life. He pays his bills, loves Manhattan, and he's not guilty for accepting a rent-boy. (In 2018, distant ethos? I don't believe so.) Quinto is if anything more charismatic than Frey, and attractive. It will likely skew the play, in a good way. Just my guess, and again, we all have no idea if this cast will make a persuasive case. But the play is historic. If someone hates it, he might still learn from it. |
