I wanted to see Preludes at Lincoln Center Theater the minute I heard about it. A musical about Sergei Rachmaninoff's three-year writer's block brought on by the botched premiere of his first symphony, and the hypnotherapist who saved him? That's for me.
When I first saw Bondarchuk's "War and Peace," in 1968, in New York, it was presented in two parts and ran six hours. You went in the afternoon, broke for dinner, then came back for the rest. It was stupendous.