Although I was late to the Hamilton party, I think I’ve made up for it with my wealth of enthusiasm since joining the festivities. Things began with the cast recording, and from there I’ve moved onto the documentary (which I signed up for the $5/mo. PBS donation to watch), the behind-the-scenes book, and now two Hamilton pins for my vest at work.
Sorry, I can’t resist the urge to include a plug for my flair game. That’s 73 pins, in case you were wondering yet didn’t feel like counting. I’ve added one more since, and have one other on the way, which I’ll also add a picture of simply so you can appreciate how adorable a pin it is.
Self-plugs out of the way, I think it’s a guarantee at this point that I’m gonna love it if it involves Hamilton and/or Lin-Manuel Miranda. Moana, Bring It On: The Musical, In the Heights. Anything this man touches, I’ll seek out in a heartbeat. How someone can have his unquestionable talent, yet remain so down to earth, is one of the world’s biggest mysteries, in my opinion.
Except Hamilton wasn’t a one-man show; his cast and collaborators were just as important to Hamilton’s popularity, and Hamilton: The Revolution, as well as the PBS documentary, give you tremendous, wonderful insight into their contributions, in addition to giving those of us who can’t afford to see the musical in person an inside look we otherwise wouldn’t have been afforded.
I’ll leave it there, seeing as your stance on the book (or doc) comes down entirely to whether you too have been swept up in Hamilton-mania or if you’re clinically insane (only half kidding here) and, as a result, haven’t been.