See it if You have patience for a leaden show that has none of the awe, wonder & spectacle it tries to conjure & tie to hope, dreams, failure & time.
Don't see it if You're wanting resolutions, least of all happy ones, in any of its three parallel narrative arcs of ambition, aspiration, hope and failure.
Browning's line about "reach exceeding grasp" applies not only to the central characters here, but as well to the collaborative team that devised its script.
The many interesting, myriad & serendipitous facts they’ve uncovered about time, stars, the world's fairs of the 19th & 20th Centuries, the aspirations & light that connect them all might, in other hands, have resulted in a theatrical moment that astonishes, the stuff of Stoppard or Sondheim, but here fall flat: collaborators too taken with the results of their research; what feels like a concept in search of a plot.
There aren't nearly enough sparkly lights to coax wonder out of this story of aspiring failure — though even inexpensive xmas lights over audience & house would have helped considerably. Delight's an ephemeral thing, but a nudge towards childhood can often whisk us back pretty quickly.
The cast does what it can with the material, while set & light design could have done with fewer props & more soaring imagination