February 24, 2015

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The Hamilton Experience (David Brooks, 2/24/15, WSJ)

Every once in a while a piece of art brilliantly captures the glory, costs and ordeals of public life. Steven Spielberg's "Lincoln" did that. And so does Lin-Manuel Miranda's "Hamilton," now playing at The Public Theater in New York.

The Public Theater seems hellbent on putting drama back in the center of the national conversation, and Miranda's "Hamilton" is one of the most exhilarating experiences I've had in a theater. Each element in the show is a jewel, and the whole is bold, rousing, sexy, tear-jerking and historically respectful -- the sort of production that strips things down and asks you to think afresh about your country and your life.

It is a hip-hop musical about a founding father. If that seems incongruous, it shouldn't. Like the quintessential contemporary rappers, Alexander Hamilton was a poor immigrant kid from a broken home, feverish to rise and broadcast his voice. He was verbally blessed, combative, hungry for fame and touchy about his reputation. Like Tupac Shakur and the Notorious B.I.G., he died in a clash of male bravado. The spirits of Tupac and Biggie waft through this musical; their genre the modern articulation of Hamilton's clever and cocky assertiveness.

The musical starts with the core fact about Hamilton and the strain of Americanism he represents: The relentless ambition of the outsider.

Posted by at February 24, 2015 6:25 PM
  

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