I am a huge Beatles fan. I have original Beatles dolls safely encased in a glass hutch. I have original framed magazines from the 60's. I have all their music digitally remastered. I have them on all my playlists. I have the tee shirt. I even flew from Ohio to Vegas to see Ringo and his All Starr Band at the Hard Rock some years back. I've made the pilgrimage to see the John Lennon exhibit when it was at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. I love their music. I SHOULD have loved "Love".
My husband surprised me with tickets to see "Love", the Cirque du Soelil show at the Mirage for my birthday. I had a choice between seeing Elton John live at Caesars or "Love". The reviews for "Love" were all positive, for me it was a no brainer.
We sat down and the first thing that happened was some strange character from the show was walking on the back of the chairs. He approached me and I was surrounded from characters from the show. He mumbled some jibberish and put a lavender purple vinyl heart on my forehead. They all stared at me and talked more jibberish. It freaked me out.
The show had technical problems and didn't start on time. The natives in the audience were restless. The announcer welcomed some Z minus celebs in the audience, when the spotlight hit them, they weren't in their seats. The guy in front of us took all 4 kids out for popcorn and drinks. We figured he'd spent like a hundred bucks snacking up his kids. Then his wife took each kid one by one to the restroom. Hey, you have to get your entertainment where you can!
The show started like 45 minutes late. The music was amazing. The sound system was amazing, you could hear the music from the speakers in the back of your headrest. The seats are comfortable. I sat there and kept thinking WTF does this have to do with the Beatles and love? First of all, I don't get Cirque shows. None of them. I am fairly intelligent, but I seem to be missing something. They remind me of a bad acid trip from the 60's, not that I'd know. I loved parts of it, the skaters, the acrobats, but some of the characters just creeped me out.
I was prepared for the exploding yellow Volkswagen simulating John Lennon's mother getting hit and killed by a car, but what does that have to do with entertainment? I found it depressing. My husband wasn't enjoying it much, either. Probably for the only time in our entire marriage, we agreed. He didn't get it either. Neither were the 4 kids in front of us.
I wanted to love "Love". I tried. I really tried. But after awhile I was wishing that we'd gone to see Elton John in concert. As we left the showroom, I watched everyone's puzzled faces as some tried to do a philosophical analysis of the show. I heard about the Tao of the show. Another said it brought the Zen of the Beatles full circle. I don't have a clue what they were talking about, but it sounded better than what I said "I just didn't like it".
What I did like was the "Love" gift shop. I dropped a lot of cash buying more tunes. And then we dropped more money in the casino right by the showroom where they play non stop Beatles music. And I love love love their music!