Not a review of Jerry Springer: The Opera

[da]

Fun time in Toronto last night. And home by pumpkin hour, but just barely.

I think the reason Jerry Springer: The Opera ultimately fails is that the second half (in Hell) isn't so relevant to the world today. He really should have died and discovered nobody can see him except Baby Jane, and he needs to- I dunno, resolve the mess he left behind with the Ku Klux Klan, maybe?

Yeah.

The show was still a lot of fun, with melted_snowball and amarylliss, and the fact that we were in the very front row (1) and we know the show had a gunshot (2) was only slightly worrying. We were an arms-length from the "Jerry Audience," which was thankfully non-participatory.

(1) the tickets said row B. They used row A as a buffer-zone (and for floor-mics).

(2) dan's and my very first dinner-and-a-show together was at the tiny Kitchen Theatre. The show was called Hot and Throbbing and it was fairly dreadful. Mostly I remember two actors wrestling over a gun, which they fired, directly at the both of us, from about two paces. Glad we survived that one!...

Comments

[amarylliss.livejournal.com]

One more point in favor of the hood I was wearing Friday night: I feel a little like Baby Jane every time I tie it under my chin.

[melted-snowball.livejournal.com]

I do love the minor key reprise of her main theme.