Even more than my disappointment in the peformances of Virginia City or Flying Standby, I was devastated by last night's performance. The concept seemed so interesting that I even brought my wife, who had a headache, to see it, as she was as interested in it as I was. Unfortunately, we left after the performance with an even worse headache.
First off, the "screeching" of The Raven was annoying and painful. I could have handled it once, but not every single appearance.
Second, I felt like I was on a bad acid trip, just trying to keep up with the premise of a shaman turned to a raven who captured the souls of Shakespeare and Virginia Woolf before losing the book to Poe, who wanted to take over all the media and support organization wh...