they did the same with Cats. I know I’m fighting a losing battle here to begin with but the appeal of the original Cats is that it’s an incredibly athletic bisexual lycra waking erotic nightmare about a sacrificial death cult and fuck pit. A grueling spectacle of libidinous energy wrapped in the pleas of the condemned as they cavort their own funeral pavane inside an orgone generator made of human garbage.

Putting people that can’t do 10 mid-air splits into a somersault while belting out high notes for 2 hours straight is wrong.