#frozen Broadway

[frozenwolftemplar]

All those YouTube videos of Dark Disney Moments, and not one of them thinks to include ^this.^ 🙄

My Roman Empire is the fact that in the Frozen Musical Elsa was legit suicidal

“Father you want what’s best for me, if I die will they be free”

“Mother what if after I’m gone, the cold gets colder and the storm rages on”

“Can’t live and I can’t die”

[frohana]

Tonight the West End production of Frozen did a special performance in honour of Pride Month and during the curtain call the cast came out wearing Pride flags! It was so special to be able to be there in person. ☃️🏳️‍🌈❄️🏳️‍⚧️

[arendelle-archives]

Who's in the portrait from Frozen - The Broadway musical?

A quick recap: in the original Broadway production of Frozen, during "For the first time in forever", Anna is seen next to the portrait of some unknown gentleman. Who is he?

I initially thought (incorrectly) this was a portrait of a young King Karl XIV Johan who was the king of Sweden and Norway (where he was known as Karl III Johan) during the years 1818-1844, i.e. during the time Frozen takes place!

Portrait of crown prince Karl Johan by François Gérard 1811 (cropped).

It could have been a cool easter egg to have him appear in the musical but unfortunately (for me) it was not the case!

My friend @bigfrozenfan suggested (correctly) that the uniform of the man in the Frozen portrait was borrowed from a painting of the Russian prince and military commander Pyotr Mikhailovich Volkonsky (1776-1852):

Portrait by English artist George Dawe circa 1823.

Unfortunately, this only gave us half the Broadway painting. We still needed the guy's face. Browsing image results on google, this painting of Russian politician and military commander Pavel Alexandrovich Stroganov (1774-1817) popped up, and it was a perfect match!

Portrait by George Dawe from some time before 1825.

Once we mirrored the picture...

Broadway on the left and original to the right.

Now, why Pavel decided to borrow his countryman Pyotr's uniform in the Frozenverse we can only speculate. What we do know is that they were both long dead when Frozen takes place.

Why were these portraits chosen by the set designers? Why not just use one portrait and call it a day? Why mane an edit? Probably just for fun. Maybe to confuse see if someone would figure out what it was based off of! 😄

It should also be mentioned that something strange is going on with the left epaulette. Compared to the original (right below), some elements of it has been copied and pasted in the Broadway version (left below). I have no idea why. maybe to save space in the picture. Other than that, the uniform appears to be completely unaltered.

I hope you learned something! 😁

Summary:

[tenshichan1013]

frozen broadway coming to disney plus 2025

[sparkoflena]

SCREAMING. CRYING. THROWING UP.

[sweetrululu]

Prisoner of a forbidden love

It was the last day of Hans's sentence, and every hammer strike in the stables echoed like an unrelenting reminder of the inevitable. He felt the weight of an imminent farewell rise before him, as unavoidable as fate itself, and with every nail he drove in, it seemed he was also closing a chapter that had been as long as it was painful. The return to the Southern Isles awaited him at dawn, where his family, indifferent or full of pity, would welcome a son whose shadow had grown larger than his achievements. However, it was not the judgment of his lineage that tormented him; what truly troubled him was the impending farewell to Queen Elsa, whose kindness had been an unnoticed balm that kept him afloat during those long years of atonement.

The day had passed with the monotonous certainty of routine, and in every pause, Hans searched for Elsa, yearning for a moment to express what had rooted itself in his chest like an unconfessed secret. First, he saw her in the audience chamber, busy with a council of ministers; the air was thick with formalities, preventing him from approaching. Later, in the gardens, the breeze carried a fresh fragrance that almost made the pain of waiting bearable. However, a maid arrived with news of an incident in the city, and Elsa hurried away, leaving him with a barely formed greeting on his lips. Finally, in the portrait hall, as night settled over the castle, a messenger interrupted him, bursting in with the urgency of a message requiring the queen's immediate attention.

Twilight fell like a silent cloak, and as the moon ascended majestically over the mountains, Hans felt time slipping through his fingers. Gripped by sudden determination, he slipped through the dark corridors, guided only by the fervent beating of his own heart. When he reached the royal office, the guards blocked his way, their firm expressions and hushed voices denying him passage.

“It’s not possible to interrupt Her Majesty at this hour,” one of them murmured, though Hans's gaze shone with an intensity that belied any resignation.

“I must see her,” he insisted, his voice heavy with urgency, surprising even himself. “It’s not a whim; it’s a necessity.”

“You heard him. Get out now, or you’ll spend your last night in Arendelle sleeping in prison,” the other guard shot back.

Hans turned away but, in a swift motion, tried to slip between the two sturdy guards, though they caught him in an instant. The commotion in the hallway quickly reached Elsa's ears, and from within, she ordered in a firm voice for them to let him pass. The guards reluctantly released the prince, and he straightened his clothing as best he could before grasping the door handle. When he crossed the threshold, he found her behind her desk, the warm light of a lamp caressing her pale face, giving her an ethereal glow. The silence between them felt tangible, like a frozen mist that chilled the air and froze the words in his throat.

“Your Majesty…” Hans began, the formal title stinging his lips, erecting a barrier between them. “I... would not have dared to interrupt you if it weren't for a need I have long kept silent. I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness or the honor of these words, but... if I leave tomorrow without telling you how I feel, I... fear I will carry this weight forever.”

Elsa watched him with an impenetrable expression; her blue gaze was an unexplored ocean that revealed not the slightest emotion. When she finally exhaled a sigh, the sound was almost imperceptible but seemed to shatter the air into a thousand fragments of uncertainty.

“And what is it that prevents you from leaving in peace?” she asked, her voice cloaked in the calm that was so characteristic of her.

Hans took a step forward, as if in that gesture he sought to shorten the distance between them not only in space but also in time and circumstance.

“I love you, Elsa.” The words emerged with an unusual vulnerability, his voice barely a whisper, seemingly meant more for himself than for her. “I have loved you for months, since the moment I realized the magnitude of your strength and grace. You have shown unwavering kindness, even to someone like me who deserves nothing but scorn. If I must leave at dawn, I want you to know that I leave my heart here, even if you never return the feeling.”

Silence settled over them again, but this time it was different, charged with a palpable tension, as if the world had held its breath. Elsa slowly rose from her seat. She took a step toward him, and in her eyes shone something different, a warm glow that contrasted with the icy serenity that always surrounded her.

“Hans…” she said, and her voice, for the first time, sounded almost broken. “What I feel for you goes beyond what I had allowed myself to admit. You have changed; I see that, and I won’t deny that my heart has changed too.”

Hope ignited in Hans's eyes, and he took another step forward, almost brushing against Elsa’s hands.

“Then I won’t leave,” he said fervently. “I will stay in Arendelle, under any condition you impose. If you allow me, I will remain by your side.”

Feeling the smile that barely bloomed on her face fade, Elsa averted her gaze, and an unfathomable sadness settled on her features. She stepped back, as if that closeness was a painful luxury she could not afford.

“It’s not that simple,” she whispered. “My people will never accept a bond between their queen and a prince who once conspired against her. Nor will my sister. No matter how much you have changed, the scars of your betrayal remain in the memory of many.”

“Let me try,” Hans pleaded, his voice heavy with sincere desperation. “I will show Anna and everyone that I am worthy of you. I will do anything you ask; I will serve the kingdom in the humblest of conditions, if that will allow me to be by your side.”

Elsa gently shook her head.

“I’m sorry,” she said, and her words were ice that penetrated to the bone. “As much as I love you too, I cannot risk the kingdom and my relationship with my sister. Not even for you.”

In that moment, Hans felt the world crumble. There were no tears in his eyes, but his chest burned with the pain of a doomed love. He stood still.

“Please, Elsa” he whispered, his voice fragile.

Elsa felt the ice in her heart threatening to break. She took a step in his direction and cupped his cheeks in her hands.

“I don’t wish to hurt you, Hans. But as much as I desire it,” she said, with a sadness in her tone that overflowed each word, “this is not a dream we can live.”

The words dissipated into the air, leaving them both in a silence heavy with what could never be said. And then, unable to hold back any longer, Elsa leaned in and placed a fleeting kiss on his lips, a frozen sigh of what could have been. When she pulled away, her eyes sparkled with a final unshed tear.

Hans remained motionless, the bitter comfort of the kiss still burning on his skin.

“I don’t want to leave you.”

Elsa looked at him with a sadness she could not hide, an expression that seemed to silently plead with him not to make this harder than it already was.

“I don’t want that either.” she said, her voice broken, as if with every syllable she were letting go of something precious. He felt those words sink deep into his being “But sometimes, the greatest act of love is letting someone go. What you desire… what I desire… will not change reality. Please, Hans, just go.”

Elsa's words were a sentence Hans could not revoke, no matter how much his heart resisted accepting it. He felt an invisible hand pushing him back, separating him from her even as his soul pleaded otherwise. He took an uncertain step toward the door, then another, each movement painful as if leaving a part of himself behind, as if the room itself were reclaiming him, refusing to let him go.

“We can try…” he stammered, turning his back on his own instinct but unable to contain the words. “We can fight together… for everything that now seems impossible.”

Elsa closed her eyes; her lips curved into a bitter smile, as if she heard a plea that in another world she could have answered.

“What would people think, Hans? Or my sister? I don’t want to lose her when I’ve just managed to get her back,” she replied, and the pain in her voice was so evident that Hans felt the air grow thick, suffocating. “And you… you have a future awaiting you in the Southern Isles; everything you have worked for these years will be overshadowed by this. If you truly love me, if you truly understand what this sacrifice means… then you will know you must go. Not because I wish it, but because it is what must be.”

Hans felt his heart break; each of Elsa’s words resonated in his chest like an icy blow he could not reject. His steps wavered as he left the room, his shoulders slumped as if carrying an impossible weight. And yet, he kept walking, even as he struggled against the helplessness filling him, as if he wanted to turn on his heels and cross the threshold once more, run to her, and take her away from the fate that kept her imprisoned.

But upon reaching the corridor, the guards, entirely indifferent to what had transpired in that room, closed the doors with a dry, final sound, as if sealing his fate with the weight of an irrevocable truth. Hans paused for a moment, feeling in his chest the fading echo of the kiss, the bitter certainty that he had lost more than he would ever be allowed to gain. And in that instant, he knew that while his body obeyed the logic of reason, his heart would always remain there, with her, a prisoner of a love that could not be but would never cease to exist.

[maro0on]

yknow whats really funny

McKenzie Kurtz played glinda in wicked AND princess anna in frozen broadway

ALSO Ryan Mccartan played fiyero in wicked AND played prince hans in frozen broadway

really funny lol (must be fate idk)

edit: JUST FOUND OUT ALYSSA FOX WHO PLAYED ELPHABA IN WICKED ALSO PLAYED ELSA IN FROZEN BROADWAY

[merp-blerp]

I’ve been thinking about how it’s kinda cool that the moment Elsa and Anna reconnect after years has so many versions of it in existence. So…

[miumiumanzo]

December drawings: 2018

I made this while I was working on my thesis. Apart from my thesis, which I was late on finishing due to a severe mental breakdown where I needed intense therapy for a year, it was a really dark time overall; and my solace was Frozen and Anastasia Broadway lol (mainly Frozen). Dangerous To Dream really speaks to my soul like nothing else could ever understand me.

I tried to mix Elsa's coronation dress from the musical and the animated version in this piece (there was an attempt)

[orchidsandtulips]

*Contains spoilers for Disney’s Frozen, if that’s still possible*

Okay, so the Frozen Broadway musical once had a song called “True Love.” Anna sings it when Hans leaves her to die alone. It’s a very pretty, very sad song, and it describes how Anna spent so long hoping to make connections with others and it ultimately failed because she doesn’t know true love from throne-usurping-motivated-manipulation. It was beautiful, tear-jerking, highly emotional, and my favorite Anna song in the show.

Then they removed it when the original Anna actress, Patti Murin, left the show, replacing it with another tiny reprise of “Hans of the Southern Isles.”

I may be a bit biased (it was my favorite song, so that’s unavoidable), but I wholeheartedly believe that was a mistake.

First off, you use songs in a musical when a character’s emotions grow so strong that simply *talking* about them doesn’t cut it. They need to *sing* about this experience. In that scene, if Hans sings, the emotion emphasized is a quick little “Oh, I’m so *evil* and excited that my plan is working!” It’s underwhelming. Hans isn’t the one with the important emotions right now. Anna is the one finding out everything she knew and believed was wrong, getting her heart broken, realizing she’s about to die as alone as she was in the beginning of the story. Anna is the one with the start-singing-about-this emotion. “True Love” is the more appropriate song to put in that scene.

Secondly, it’s a huge contrast to Anna’s attitude in the rest of the show. The stage version of Frozen leans farther into Anna’s comedic and awkward nature. She’s optimistic, high-energy, and silly for all the rest of the show, and her other songs reflect that. This makes “True Love” hit harder, because when the ray of sunshine’s heart breaks, the audience’s hearts break. Theatre is supposed to elicit strong emotional responses. Don’t hold back. Decimate the audience.

“Oh, but it’s Disney,” some might say. “They can’t make people TOO sad.”

To that, I say that Frozen still has a happy ending. People who are familiar with the story know that Anna survives. Even if they’re not familiar with the story, they’ll find out that Anna survives in about ten minutes. Disney can get away with tearing people’s hearts to shreds because they’re going to sew them back together in the end anyway.

In short, “True Love” is the stronger choice of song and should not have been removed from the musical.

[frozen-snowflakesandsunflowers]

Elsa concept pant suit by me

In a post, I talked about wanting a pant suit for Elsa in Frozen 3 as her main look, only because of how much I'm obsessed with Elsa's pant suit in the Broadway version of the movie. So I made an illustration of what it could look like with her new style as fifth spirit as promised.

Thoughts behind the art

I imagine her running across the woods or Arendelle much easier and feeling like a hero for Arendelle and Northuldra. It would be like a mashup of her main iconic frozen 2 outfits; The blue coat look and her white transformation. I also gave her the unity necklace, the necklace that was originally meant to go with her epilogue artie as concept arts go. Instead of spreading out crystals, I thought it would look more of a gradient if they were enclosed together and smaller. I also thought that Elsa would suit a mini skirt like she had under her blue coat. Her cape here is one piece attached from the tip of the shoulder instead of from the arm and being two separate ones like her epilogue because again having the cape longer and separate would get in the way. For her boots I wanted to closely match her attire but her heel is all ice just like her kitten heels and her sandals. The fur... What can I say I just thought it would be interesting to see what it would be like if I kept the fut from the Broadway design. And there you have it. Here are two main references for the look.

Do let me know if you'd like to see more of this Elsa because I'm more than happy to sketch them in scenes for you guys!

(art IG: @/artofzafrasarfraz)

Next up will be Elsa at the loss of her powers look!

[mikewazowskikinnie]

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Elsa showing off her Pride cape <3

[fun-incorrect-quotes]

My Roman Empire is the fact that in the Frozen Musical Elsa was legit suicidal

“Father you want what’s best for me, if I die will they be free”

“Mother what if after I’m gone, the cold gets colder and the storm rages on”

“Can’t live and I can’t die”

[tenshichan1013]

frozen germany the beatrice egli show

[sawiii-2006]

elsa grabbing kristoffs hand is something so important to me