187 posts categorized "THEATRE REVIEW"

Mar 26 2015
Need To Know: Model Citizen + Horning In On It + Universion = Racistists! + Vine Says It, Sprays It + MORE! Comments (0)

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*widget boy cultureBilly Kiraly—almost every inch of him.

*widget boy cultureCHILLING detail from Germanwings crash: Pilot locked out.

*widget boy cultureDoes this make you horny?

*widget boy cultureRodner Figueroa digs in deeper.

*widget boy cultureA 6-year-old who hooks you up with dick and ass???

*widget boy cultureCan't wait for Britney's sons to become her backup dancers!

*widget boy cultureThe New York Times hated Debbie Harry's lounge act...

*widget boy culture...but The New Yorker and Daily News were stricken pink by Debbie Harry.

*widget boy cultureMore religious assholes making sure you know they are.

*widget boy cultureMichelle Visage, on Madonna, ain't lie:

 
Mar 21 2015
Tard Nation: A Review Of HOUSE OF TARDS Comments (0)

ImageDavid Ilku, Mike Albo & Nora Burns: Unitard

House of Tards is the second biggest riot the Stonewall Inn has ever seen.

The revue, by three-person comedy team Unitard, is a series of sketches that do what Second City and SNL have always done, but haven't done well in decades. That's why the show feels classic and brand-new at the same time.

Made up of Mike Albo (who generously flashed scrotum and bare ass the night I saw it for no reason except thank you), Nora Burns and David Ilku, the performers do pieces solo and together. They don't go there, they start there.

Then...they go there.

The show's best bits are painfully funny routines about NYC's dying downtown scene (Debbie Harry, who opens at the Carlyle shortly, was in the front row) and the phenomenon of grief tourists on Facebook who suddenly become a famous person's biggest fan once they're dead. That's Unitard's forte, identifying social trends and deciding, with humor, what they mean.

Unitard has fangs, but everybody has fangs these days. The difference is that Unitard has the brains to know how and when and if to use the fangs, and also the heart to try stuff that is definitely going to rub some people the wrong way.

Precious little of House of Tards fails to amuse (a terrorist stand-up act was both brilliant and gross, but was ultimately too distractingly interesting).

There is no MVP here; all of the performers shine equally, making them one of the best threesomes you'll ever watch outside of your computer.

House of Tards plays through April 9 at the Stonewall Inn.

 
Mar 09 2015
You'll Like Lance...A Lot! Comments (0)

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Had a lot of fun at my pal Peter Michael Marino's Late with Lance! last night. It's kind of like if the Kenneth Parcell character from 30 Rock worked on a cruise ship and were obsessed with musicals, with some Dame Edna improv-with-the-audience thrown in. Check it out, and then perform the show alone at home to promote weight loss.

 
Mar 07 2015
Shade Is Enough: A Wild Night @ RuPAUL'S DRAG RACE BATTLE OF THE SEASONS! Comments (0)
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Had a gay old time at RuPaul's Drag Race Battle of the Seasons tour—a variety show featuring some of the fave queens from the series doing solo schtick, singing and participating in comedy orgies—last night at Irving Plaza, meaning I was one of the gayest and oldest people there. Who knew the fans of the show are so female and so young?

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I have to say that World of Wonder continues to only be associated with well conceived, well written, funny and value-packed events. This shit went on for almost three hours!

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IMG_2768Going nuclear for Winters

I got to attend the VIP meet-and-greet, which was a hoot. On display were BenDeLaCreme, Pandora Boxx, Jiggly Calient, Darienne Lake, Jinkx Monsoon, Alaska Thunderfuck, Michelle Visage and Ivy Winters. (Through no fault of her own, Needles barely made it to the event at all, so couldn't do the VIP part.)

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In the VIP area, I snapped every drag queen in my sight, including Visage, that great female drag queen. I'm a longtime fan of Seduction and she is a longtime fan of Madonna, so that made for a potent encounter for me. She kindly gave me a quote-let for my Madonna book and posed, though she initially threw her hand in front of my camera when I asked for a solo shot. She wanted to know what it was for, then said she'd only pose with me, not for me. That's a sneaky way to make sure photographers can't sell your headshot to agencies. The bitch is experienced. She looked great, as did her boobs, which, like her reputation, precede her.

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All the girls were great. Chatted briefly with Monsoon about the death of Albert Maysles, in light of her upcoming Return to Gray Gardens show (ENTER HERE FOR TICKETS).

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Boxx seemed kinda over it all (but was unfailingly nice to fans), an impression that was borne out once she hit the stage.

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IMG_2789Jiggly was the gold standard.

IMG_2795Monsooner or later, she always gets her man (and woman).

IMG_2800Pandora had one eye on the door, y'all!

Keep reading, because this event had enough shade to cool off the Gobi...

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Dec 17 2014
Just Like Heaven: NOT THE MESSIAH Preaches To The Choir Comments (0)
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BOY CULTURE RATING: *** out of ****

Eric Idle and John Du Prez's Not the Messiah (He's a Very Naughty Boy) raised holy hell at Carnegie Hall Monday and Tuesday night, marking the irreverent comic oratorio's New York debut. Based on the Monty Python movie Life of Brian (1979)—with which I'm very familiar, because it was illegal for any teenage boy growing up in Michigan not to be—the show featured Idle, Victoria Clark, Mark Kudisch, Lauren Worsham, William Ferguson and conductor Ted Sperling, all united for a bad cause: running down religion with sarcastic (but, ironically, beautifully sung) numbers along the lines of “We Love Sheep”.

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In this case, bad is good, with low humor, unapologetic wordplay (“She's great with child...and not half bad without!”) and Idle's genius delivery making for 90 minutes of fun worth the risk of eternal damnation.

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Dec 15 2014
The One Where Mink Stole Is Your Secret Santa Comments (0)

Mink StoleMink is offended that some people still think she's a drag queen. “I've been nude on screen! Where would I put it?”

I needed a little Christmas right that very minute, so I grabbed my theater husband and hit OMG! It's Christmas!—it's a one-woman show dedicated to giving in to the holidays, and it stars John Waters regular Mink Stole.

Matthew-Rettenmund-Mink-StoleStole, who looks great (she's 67 going on 45) sang a quirky selection of Christmas tunes, accompanied by a game band that included a very youthful Dylan Kaminkow, whose upright bass playing was downright adorable to watch as well as being ear candy.

She really had the crowd going with her erratic story-telling, which veered from alarmingly mainstream (Mink Stole has a crush on the Property Brothers???) to cackle-inducingly morbid (her take on “The Little Match Girl” was a scream) to cheerfully sacrilegious (to address any shock over her declaration that there is no God, she pointed out she couldn't have given Divine a fake handy with a rosary if she'd been a believer).

Mink was warm and fuzzy afterward, too. A real dream to meet a woman who lists Pink Flamingos (1974), Desperate Living (1977) and (the original, good) Hairspray (1988) on her résumé.

 
Dec 13 2014
Santa Claws: A Little Holiday Cheer From The Crawford Clan Comments (0)

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Joey-AriasHad a blast with my buddy last night at Christmas with the Crawfords, the notoriously caustic Joey Arias tribute to Joan, her brood and quite a few of her friends in fame.

Joey's Joan makes mincemeat of such ho-ho-hos as Judy Garland (Connie Champagne, whose uncanny Judy Garland provoked unwelcome audience participation), Baby Jane Hudson (Sherry Vine nearly stole the show with her effortless, slouchy approximation of the character), Hattie McDaniel (Flotilla DeBarge's biggest laughs come from her carefully observed gait), Carmen Miranda (Brett-Marco Glauser's high-kicks and gyrations provide some beefcake in a show filled with the cheese kind) and more.

But the break-out star is Chris March, who plays Christina Crawford as a brat with every right to be. His comic timing is impeccable, and the bitch sure can take a slap—Arias hit him so hard at one point even the SM daddies in the audience cringed. March also did the over-the-top-and-then-some costumes, which even drag virgins would kill to own.

The show (first performed in 1992) is a little creaky in spots, but that's part of its charm. Lots of fun for the holidays.

But whichever audience member stole my friend's gloves, you and your rabbit-faced wife can both go to hell.

 
Nov 17 2014
Freaking Out: A Review Of SIDE SHOW's Triumphant Return To Broadway Comments (0)

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BOY CULTURE RATING: ***1/2 out of ****

Screen Shot 2014-11-15 at 1.36.01 AMThe original 1997 production of Bill Russell/Henry Krieger musical Side Show, with Alice Ripley and Emily Skinner, ran fewer than 100 performances before disappearing into cult status. It's back, with a robust re-imagining by Oscar-winning director Bill Condon that for the most part gives the already intriguing premise what should be enough razzle-dazzle to ensure a longer-lasting hit.

Erin Davie and Emily Padgett, singing powerfully and beautifully bringing their characters to life, play the real-life Hilton Twins, conjoined girls who were mercilessly exploited (sold, even) as children and then further exploited in Vaudeville as adults. Daisy wants the fame and adulation, whereas Violet just wants to be normal; neither will truly achieve her dream, and for better or for worse, neither will ever walk alone.

Ryan Silverman plays the complex backer who rescues the girls from indentured servitude at the hands of “Sir” (Robert Joy), and Matthew Hydzik is his sidekick, a closeted gay man with dreams of performing but who is saddled with a major flaw—a conscience. Together, the men help make the Hilton Twins into legit stage stars, but as the women slowly realize, performing for more people and more money never really removes them from the act of trading on their deformity—they are forever seen as freaks, no matter who's paying.

Former sideshow cannibal “Jake” (David St. Louis) is the only guy around who truly cares about the girls—especially Violet—but due to conventions (he's black) is not the right choice for a woman who wants to make no waves.

As the show zipped along, it seemed each of the leads was given a chance to truly shine dramatically as well as to show off his or her chops.

Featuring heartfelt singing that elevates some very talky, unlyrical songs (with obvious exceptions being “Who Will Love Me As I Am?” and “I Will Never Leave You”) and several charming Vaudeville numbers with good humor, razzle dazzle and some of the cutest male dancers this side of Broadway Bares, the show overall is an emotional success and a musical pleasure that connects with its audience through pathos and humor.

On a slightly separate note...

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