Any source material could conceivably be turned into a musical in the right hands, as American Psycho, Fun Home or Hamilton attest, so picking a personal favorite - perhaps Yann Martel's "Self", about a guy who wakes up one morning to find he has somehow magically transformed into a woman.
Remember in The Beach, where they're looking up at the stars, and Leo says something like "in the eternity of space, there are infinite worlds out there, and there's probably a planet out there just like this one, a parallel world where anything you want to happen does happen"?
Well, on that world, tonight is Heathers opening night. Congratulations to the cast!
This is far from accurate, and I'm not sure you read the book, if you think that's the case.
You're right, I've still to read the book (it's near the top of my pile!) - and I didn't mean to imply that I had, or to talk out of my ass. My impressions were based on this New York Times piece, as well as the mentioned People artic
I guess I'm glad lovebwy's obnoxious comments about the London cast were deleted but, with the responses gone now too, he'll probably carry on not seeing the error of his ways. You don't have to be quite so delete-happy, BWW.