Final saw the stage version of The Lion King, and after two decades of raves for the show, I left feeling incredibly whelmed.
The opening made me feel like a kid, watching the movie for the first time. Just in complete awe. And then it just cratered. There are great instances, but just as many (if not more) staggeringly weird choices.
Granted, this was a tour (in Kansas City), so there were obviously a number of concessions, but so much of the show had me wondering “isn’t this supposed to be better?”
But the Circle of Life numbers? Divine.