Merrily We Roll Along May 2026

There is a specific, gut-wrenching moment in Stephen Sondheim’s Merrily We Roll Along that haunts me. It’s not the big betrayal at the end, nor the famous flop of its 1981 premiere. It’s the line: "How did we get here?"

Telling a story in reverse is a gimmick in lesser hands. In Sondheim’s, it’s a scalpel. We know where these people end up. We see Frank as a soulless producer before we see him as a hopeful pianist. So when young Frank makes a small compromise—skipping a rehearsal for a TV gig, taking an easy paycheck "just this once"—the audience doesn’t see a mistake. We see the first crack in a dam that will eventually drown his soul. Merrily We Roll Along

And for anyone who has ever wondered where their 20-year-old self went, Merrily We Roll Along is that crack. Look inside. You might not like what you see. But you won’t be able to look away. There is a specific, gut-wrenching moment in Stephen