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Cyrano was brilliant.

I love words and Cyrano delivered all the words.

Quickly and slowly and heartfelt.

Romantically and angry and hurt.

This play (one could call it the original catfish) did not rely on a lot of pizzaz.

For those who don’t know the story, a quick summary. Cyrano is smart and quick and has a huge schnozz. He’s in love with his cousin Roxane, but she’s in love with the beautiful but kind of dim Christian (chris-tea-ann). So Cyrano decided to help Christian woo Roxane by ghostwriting letters, which continues even after the boys go to war. Lots more happens but I don’t wanna spoil anything, so I’ll just say you should see the show.

Speaking of, back to my review…

The characters, simply yet wonderfully clad in modern garb with subtle accents, did not use props to make a point.

Only microphones and words.

This includes Cyrano, played to perfection by James McAvoy, without the character’s famous nose.

James is beautiful, and without a prosthetic, you’re left with simply his words and frenetic energy to tell the difference between ugliness and beauty, loneliness and love.

I will admit that the show is fast, the accents thick (though I read toned down for the American audience) and the rhymes just keep on going.

That’s why I decided to get a ticket for another production before it closes.

For these words, it’s worth it.

I don’t wanna miss a thing.