"First impressions on Broadway last a lifetime. As a Christmas gift, my best friend in high school got us tickets to the original production of Sweeney Todd. From our homes in suburban Baltimore, we took the Amtrak to New York City the day after Christmas in 1979 and saw the matinee at the Uris Theatre (now the Gershwin). It's a cavernous house, and Hal Prince's production — much like its longterm current tenant, Wicked — filled the whole space with scenery, ambiance, magic. But even though that epic world dominated the environment, the show's stars were able to break thru and land the most astonishing moments which I'll never forget. To this day, I can still feel Angela Lansbury bringing the house down with laughter, slinging that rolling pin down on 'The Worst Pies in London.' Then later, with Ken Jennings as Toby, breaking my 16-year-old heart with 'Nothing’s Going to Harm You' in a blue-lit special up stage left."
When her father dies unexpectedly, graphic novelist Alison dives deep into her past to tell the story of the volatile, brilliant, one-of-a-kind man whose temperament and secrets defined her family and her life.