I didn’t mind the music too much because I was captivated by the whole technicality of the set and costumes. The show had a lot of theatrical tricks up it’s sleeve and I was so caught up with it being visually pleasing, that by intermission I realized I didn’t really have the slightest clue what was going on.
When I returned to my seat for the 2nd act, I began to focus in on the plot more. By the end, when I was leaving with Sherri (who was musically pooped) I realized my issue. Edgar Allan Poe is beginning to feel like Shakespeare, another topic that is soon going to get really exhausting. I noticed that sometimes the story of certain lives shouldn’t be tampered and twisted with. Why not stick to the original story, especially if its already captivating?