Given a choice between watching this unbelievably bad production and say, a root canal, I’d have to choose the latter. At least they let you huff laughing gas at the dentist’s office. Upon entering the theater, we were advised to use the restroom, as there would be no intermission in the 90 minute show. No intermission? Now I know why — they didn’t want you to leave mid-way through the production. After enduring the overly loud and inaudible lyrics of this supposed«musical» I was at a loss for words for what I had just experienced. Today, I’ve found my voice — atrocious, boring, overwrought, over-long, over-acted, uninspired, uninteresting, amateurish, and earnest in a high-school play sort of way. The best part of the show was when it was all over. We practically sprinted out of the theater. A real stinker — save your money