I picked up my ticket and found out I was in the front row. Yikes! Not only the front row, but front row center. Then I saw the sign in the lobby telling me the show was over two and a half hours long. I suddenly panicked that I would fall asleep during the show and Roger Rees would get mad at me. I needn't have worried. The Winslow Boy is beautifully put together, so moving and just a cracking good story. It doesn't open until next week, so I won't go on for too long, since they're probably still working and refining. But I thought the production was first-rate. In fact, it was so good, I was a little too hopped up on happy theater vibes and couldn't fall asleep when I got home!
The entire cast is wonderful, but Roger Rees is simply spectacular. This is one of the most complete, layered, heartbreaking performances I've seen. I felt all of his pride, stubborness, love, regret, pain. So much was going on and he made me cry more than once. It's just an amazing performance and it's one I'll remember for a long time. His final scene? Magic. Exquisite. I feel so privileged to have been there, and, was actually glad to be in the front row to see all the stunning layers up close.
As always with a Roundabout revival of a classic, the attention to detail was terrific. The physical production was gorgeous and much attention was placed on period. I enjoyed all of the little touches and am ever so glad I saw this show. I laughed, I cried, I swooned and I helped the woman next to me fix her Kindle. A pretty complete evening, if you ask me. Head over to The Winslow Boy. You'll be glad you did.