Colm Wilkinson is still kick-ass, though. And for all that I am one of Those Eponine Fangirls, if I given the choice to play any role, you can guess which one I'd pick. How much fun must it be to play Madame Thenardier?

I like when PBS plays this one during their pledge drives; for a while they were doing Cats, which is not as good. Though I will confess to stopping everything in order to watch the Macavity number. I love that one. The musical as a whole makes no sense whatsoever, but Macavity's hos are a hoot. (I almost said "Macavity's bitches" but since we're talking about cats, well...)

Other thoughts on musicals: I am too old to have much sympathy for some of the characters in Rent (saying this in the past has sent much indignation my way, but dude, come the fuck on, working at a goddamn coffee shop is not rejecting bohemia; also, whatever Mimi needs to tell Roger? Spit it the fuck out already), Richard Kind as Max Bialystok is awesome, I am a perennial adolescent who feels for the Phantom, and Alan Tudyk is one buff Lancelot. Schwing!

Heh. The other remnant of my college days: Wayne's World references wrked nto everyday conversation. If I keep regressing like this, I'm going to have to start layering my socks in alternate colors.