Three days after seeing High Fidelity and I’m still not sure what to make of the show.
My toes were tapping during many of the songs, and I had some good laughs, but overall, I just felt something was missing.
A spark.
A certain je ne sais quoi.
I don’t know exactly what.
Maybe it’s my chronic problem that I never seem to like seeing shows in Boston; they just don’t feel right if they’re not on Broadway. Or maybe I just had too high expectations.
Either way, High Fidelity felt like it was a bit lacking. Continue reading
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