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I love musicals. Love love love love love ’em. Until last night when I went to see Into the Woods. Oh, the pain. I normally love Sondheim, but every song sounded just like the one before it. I sat there squirming, waiting for it to get better. I admit that I liked “Your Fault,” but the rest? Nope. Here is my impression of what I had just seen: