Wednesday, March 16, 2011

PRISCILLA - Queen of the Desert

Wednesday night Michael Marie took Sam, Mr. Adam & myself to go see Priscilla Queen of the Desert - the musical on Broadway.
FANTASTICAL! I loved it. The show follows the Australian indie film almost exactly. If I were to describe the show I would say "Mamma Mia for gays... only better!" Where do I begin? The fabulous costumes? The incredible bus/set? How about the awesome acting? Maybe I just liked the physically beautiful mens? Put it all together and you got one fun-ass show.
The show is about 3 drag queens (technically two drag queens & one trannie - yes bitches, I wrote trannie - get over it) driving through the Australian Outback in a beat up bus. The mayhem ensues the minute the play begins. Some of the best choreography I've seen on Broadway in quite a while. From fleshy drag numbers to completely fleshed out Broadway show stopping numbers. A few that come to mind are "Don't Leave Me This Way, McArthur Park & Material Girl." Yes this show is a jukebox musical, but it's story is first and foremost then the music fits in, unlike the other jukebox musicals where the story is built around the songs. And it shows. I loved it, I'll see it again, and maybe again! Should you see it! RUN, DON'T WALK, especially if you like fabulous drag queens and irreverent humor. kisses!

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OK peeps, last week Michael Marie took me to see this Tom Stoppard show. It's described as a lush production. Good lord it isn't. It's technically 3 hours I'll never get back. There I said it. Sometimes artsy fartsy isn't good. And this people is so dull, so dreary and so uninteresting that I can't believe the show had broadway celebrities in it. Yes, it was that bad.
First off, who cares what Lord Byron did with guns? Who cares if he was framed for a murder, or if the murder even was a murder? It was SO long ago. And the scandel of a teacher falling for his pupil has been done 100 times and I don't find it shocking nor titilating. Just fodder. I would love to go on and tell you how the old British accents were so thick that I didn't understand half the lines that certain charectars were saying. Or that the modern day charecters were so clean and developed that you actually understood their subtext. But this show is such a failure, in Broadway standards, that it's a wonder that it's still running at all. Blech. Should you go see it? ONLY IF YOU HAVE INSOMNIA.

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Wednesday, March 09, 2011

The Angel's Game

First off, I really, really, REALLY loved this book. This is the second book by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. It was a good sized book, a novel, if you will and I have to say if you're a reader, you'll enjoy this book. Now if you read Zafon's first book The Shadow of the Wind, you would know about this "secret library" where all the prohibited books are stored. Well, this story, although it has nothing to do with the first book, uses that same "secret library". But boy oh boy, what a different but really great story. It's a period piece, it's a mystery, it's horror, it's film noir. But enough gushing.
The story is about a writer named David Martin who takes you through is career as a writer. His struggle with publishing houses and pursuing a literary career. He finds out he has a brain tumor and has less than a year to live when he meets a man who changes everything. This is where the story takes off. What happens to his brain tumor? You'll have to read the book. This stranger offers him a large sum of money to write a new bible. Not re-write the bible but a whole new one. David Martin accepts this offer and the fast paces story ensues. I can't begin to tell you how much I enjoyed this book. It reads like fine literature. Should you read it? Sure, but make sure you're a real reader. It's a novel, not a book. Kissy, kiss, kiss, kiss!

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