“ ‘Here Lies Love’ bets that glamour can make up for narrative — or, rather, that in a show about the dangers of political demagogy, glamour itself is the narrative. It’s a case of form follows function into the fire. We are drawn to cultural and political excitement in much the same, often dangerous way.”
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“Our complicity with such cycles of populist fervor—whether, depending on your ticket, as spectators from a safe distance or as extras in a mob scene—is the loudly beating heart of ‘Here Lies Love,’ a party that hides a mordant critique of civilization and its discotheques.”
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“Audience members whose knowledge of Imelda Marcos is limited to the fact that she owned 3,000 pairs of shoes will only leave with a partial understanding of this violent period. The musical has no book, and the punchy songs paint broad strokes of the 60-year history... Still, this rollicking, form-breaking musical party is well worth an RSVP.”
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“...the crowd itself is ‘Here Lies Love’s’ main character, this mass of people looking to be appeased by a good performance, no matter who’s singing the political karaoke. The show ends with democracy, but it has a wary relationship with the masses. The thought may be that, lured by a beat good enough, they’ll dance along to anything.”
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“What may be most remarkable about ‘Here Lies Love’ is how deftly it pivots from the celebratory and even sentimental presentation of Imelda’s rise to the inevitably condemnatory”
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“The real pull of ‘Here Lies Love’ is the staging, with a malleable performance space, an audience herded to and fro, and cast members finding perches throughout the venue.”
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“You can sit and observe the show all around you or you can pay to hit the orchestra floor and party with the Marcoses. Whee!...At no more than 100 minutes long, ‘Here Lies Love’ never over-indulges nor does it lose the audience’s attention for a moment. “
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“Byrne and Fatboy Slim’s sung-through score is the star of the 90-minute production, a hypnotic churn of synth beats, funky rhythms and pop momentum that aims squarely for the pelvis.”
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