If you like I can post things about the production and cast directly from the playbill. (I saved three of them in case anyone is really desperate for one, too.)
I just wasn't going to post more unless someone was really interested. The actors were wonderful. The pirates were the sweetest. Stayed at the end for a Q & A and asked audience members what would be in their own personal Neverland. One of the pirates was the fight coordinator. They must have had real metal for the swords and hook because they went to the trouble of clashing them in such a way that the sound was unmistakable.
I am still enthralled over this production. My sister brought her two boys, 8 and 10. The 10-year-old chose seats back of center as he said it was easier to see from the higher seats. It proved an excellent choice with a perfect view.
When Hook was complaining that the strongest boy always got to play Peter Pan in Neverland games and "they force the baby to play Hook. The
baby!" I turned to Mom and remarked as to how the youngest would love that. He's cherished the ambition to be a bad pirate for four years--half his life!
After Wendy asked, "Are they to die?" Hook gave this fantastic evil laugh and I looked over to see the 8-year-old sitting with this HUGE grin. He's been practicing his evil laugh for quite some time and no doubt it gained some refinements due to this show.
I also looked at the boys when Tinker Bell was in distress. The fairy-drinking-medicine effect was
incredibly well-done--we couldn't figure out
how they managed it. The 8-year-old was clapping for all he was worth while the 10-year-old wore a scowl which clearly said, "I ain't clapping for no frickin' fairies." He has nursed a bit of resentment towards Peter Pan since I bribed him ten bucks to dress up as Peter and pose for pictures--he claimed the cash was at best barely adequate compensation. I am also banned from showing anyone out of the family the pictures until he turns 21. Anyhow, his not clapping reminded me of a story my dad told of going to see a film of
Peter Pan as a child. He would have been six for the 1924 film, and may have seen it at a slightly older age if it was played again. The first time he and his friend clapped for Tinker Bell, but the second time they saw it Dad said, "Let's not clap this time and see if that fairy gets better anyway," and sure enough, she did! So I was glad to recall that story.