Thursday night I saw Beowulf: A Thousand Years of Baggage. It was inventive and artsy in staging. In particular, there was quite a bit of microphone choreography, which was sometimes clever, but sometimes seemed forced.
The music was an interesting assortment of operatic and modern, including some poetic lyrics reminiscent of the traditional epic, and the story touched on existential philosophy, too. The eye candy was only OK, about on par with the Berkeley audience.
Overall, it was interesting, but not everyone would like it.