So. Tonight my parents watched Hamilton. A bit of backstory: Hamilton was my first musical. The first one I paid much attention to. I had been rather obsessed with it since around one year ago from now. And all that time, my parents never watched it. At first, it was no big deal. In fact, scared-of-judgement-me was happy they didn't watch it. But they gave me tickets to go see it live for my birthday (my bday is in January) and that meant that they would have to watch it first for their own benefit, and also to make sure that it was ok for my little brother to see too.
Unfortunately, our Hamilton tickets have most likely been postponed due to some PaNdEmIc PrObLeMs. But my parents decided they'd watch it now, anyway. I was upstairs with my brother watching HSMTMTS, and when we finished it we went downstairs to check where they were up to (I placed a bet that they'd be right in the middle of Say No To This, but they were up to Schuyler Defeated) and from that point on, I eavesdropped. I convinced my parents not to pause in the middle and continue tomorrow.
I sat on the stairs and listened to them. I frantically texted my best friend, A (sorry). I was, like, shaking. I was freaking out. A lot. And still am aaaaahhh.
As soon as Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story finished, I ran into the room screaming. My mum was in that "ew my daughter mustered up enough courage to share one of her Things with me and now I'm annoyed because she's a fangirl who has opinions" mood. That was not fun. But my dad said he enjoyed it. I am still kinda freaking out but that is ok. Here are some facts/opinions:
- My mum criticised Lin's voice.
- My dad was following along on Wikipedia and said "I thought I'd only understand like a third of what was happening but I think I understood most of it!"
- My mum started looking for her phone as soon as it ended, and was, as I said before, in a mood.
- My dad said "it was sad how they implied Peggy Schuyler's death in Take A Break."
- I heard my dad laugh at the "you see that was my wife who you decided to-- WHAAAAAAAAAAAAA" in We Know.
- But we all just silently agreed that Say No To This never happened because I am supposed to be as innocent as a ten-year-old.
- My dad was interested in The Gasp and what it meant.
- My dad said that he couldn't get Weird Al Yankovic's Hamilton Polka out of his head.
- My parents were probably judging me. When we played The Game of Life the other day, I was a homeless doctor with seven children. I named one of those children Maria (they told me to name them all after Hamilton characters) and she kept falling out of the third level of my tiny plastic car because I don't think the game creators expected a person with seven children.. Since my parents don't know she was actually nice, that will be awkward.
I haven't explicitly asked my parents yet, but I'm assuming they agree it's ok for my brother. My dad agreed that we could watch the filmed version of Hamilton together as a family on the day we were supposed to go see it live. Which I'm kinda excited for but also dreading because I just realised how many things, that will hopefully go over my brother's head, are in there. Ahhhhhh.
Well at least it's not Dear Evan Hansen. I'm dreading the day that my parents find out that DEH is my favourite musical, not Hamilton, and ask what it's about. "Oh yes it's about a boy whose classmate dies and then the boy comes up with this whole empire of lies about how he was supposedly the dead kid's best friend..."
I mean, I couldn't even explain In The Heights today when my mum asked. She was like "oh yes what is that other movie about that's coming out later this year? 'House' something? 'Rules' something? That's related to Hamilton? Written by the same person?" It took me a while to figure out she meant In The Heights, the movie starring Our Dear Anthony Ramos that has already come out and reaaaallllyyyy doesn't have much to do with houses and rules? I was gonna go see it with A... PaNdEmIc PrObLeMs.
Ooh. Actually, let's talk about the upcoming Dear Evan Hansen movie. HOLD UP GOOGLE SAYS IT'S COMING OUT IN SEPTEMBER THIS YEAR? I really wanna go see it, even more than I do In The Heights. I WILL GO ALONE IF I MUST. There is a large chance that I will end up going alone. I am probably not going to see it with school friends, probably not with A (PaNdEmIc PrObLeMs) and 110% NOT WITH MY PARENTS AND THAT IS FINAL.
As you imaginary blog readers know, Dear Evan Hansen is my favourite musical. No, I have not seen it live. But, you know, slime tutorials. I've read the novel, I've read fanfics, I've written fanfics! I connect to it on a really personal level, and, you know, I really can't relate to any musical I know more than I do this. Not Hamilton, not Legally Blonde, not Be More Chill, not Six, not Mean Girls, not Falsettos, not The Phantom of the Opera (omg I was going to see that with my mum but it was sold out), not In The Heights, not Beetlejuice, not Amélie, and not Heathers (which is a really good thing, it's good I don't relate to most of these musicals. I mean, I relate to Heathers more than most of these musicals, just not the explosion parts). And, yes, I know I don't know many musicals. I am sorry.
Warning; I have unpopular opinions. Proceed at your own risk, imaginary blog readers:
Honestly, I'm kinda mad that they've started making all these musicals into mainstream movies. Sure, it's more pandemic-safe and cheaper for the audience, plus making one movie takes a lot less work than doing heaps of stage shows in my opinion. But, and I dunno if it's just me because I'm super weird like this, but this means that unworthy people will be joining our fandoms. People who watch the movie and don't acknowledge the book. Now it's people who watch the movie and don't acknowledge the musical. I think movies are inferior to books and musicals.
This new Dear Evan Hansen movie might also change things in the story. A lot. And who's gonna believe Broadway over Hollywood? It doesn't matter if the musical is the original, the movie is going to take all the power. It always happens. And people think they are entitled to see the movie and not acknowledge the stage musical.
Then there's the problem of NOT THE OBC FEHUSDGsih. If I hear anyone but Will Roland say, "kInKy!" I will lose my mind. I know Ben Platt is in it. And that's great. I think people would go on killing sprees if Ben Platt wasn't cast as Evan. But, like, seriously? This movie is just gonna throw away the OBC like they are disposable? Bro. HAVE YOU MET THEM?!?!?! I haven't but I'd like to imagine I have.
I'm sorry, I hate society. A lot. I hate people. Not all people, and not specific people. But, in this society, if you're not a sheep, you are wrong. You are worthy of criticism.
And I know my opinions are unpopular. I always lose arguments because of them. My opinions are likely not logical or correct. But they are my opinions. And I'm not gonna let anyone but me change them. I'm very in favour of the Original, you know? The book the movie was based on, the musical the movie was based on, etc. And, yes, there are some exceptions to this rule. That's ok too.
OH NO AM I BEING ASSERTIVE?? EFGRTEYCHAWEG. AND... WAS THIS ESSAY LONGER THAN MY WARNER ESSAY? Oh no it's not. Good. Well, goodbye. It's 2:04am. And I'm sad coz this is the last night I can stay up late. Oh well. Continue floating through the void of life. Bye.
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