I’ve learned to slam on the brakes when it comes to matters of the heart.
Join me in casting the first stone against Hollywood in this egregious miscasting atrocity. 
Whispers in the Broadway Community have been anticipating the collaboration between Eric Andre and Pasek & Paul, to the point where Benj Pasek wrote in an injury into the title character of the musical he wrote. 

Ben Platt is far too old to be playing this part. His face raises questions about his age, maybe being a lot older than he says he is, where as Eric Andre’s petite figure, warm smile, and ingenuity has the potential to colossally redefine how artists adapt theatre for the big screen forever. 

Call Marc Platt and Universal Pictures immediately and ask them to replace one tall Ashkenazi glass of Manischewitz with another. It’s time to mend the broken wounds between Broadway and it’s rightful heir.

Conditions:

There must be a live band. It is not my responsibility to examine the logistics of having a live band on sight at a film set but musicals should have bands, just like Eric Andre. 
Let Andre choose how he falls from the tree. There must be one moment where Eric Andre tucks his genitals between his thighs, as seen multiple times. It is a signature Hollywood powerglide.

Make Way for The Prodigal Son of American Theatre. His name is Eric Andre.