To boost your holiday spirit. Springsteen. On Netflix. Don’t expect a concert. It’s an acting tour de force and a gut-wrenching yet sweet memoir. It conjures forgotten times and places. Bruce’s tunes are indeed interspersed. But. It’s the poetry. The writing. The lyrics that make this performance stand alone. Baudelaire would be hard-pressed to express love better. Romantics like Blake or Wordsworth could’t wrap their verses so poignantly around a lost neighborhood tree. Catholicism. Parent-child connections. Themes that run deep in his soul.
The Lifespan of a Fact. Daniel Radcliffe. Cherry Jones. Bobby Cannavale. Studio 54 Theater. Yes. That same old disco venue. Clever staging. The takeaway from the play. Facts are not truth. Yet truth needs some facts. Writing was the star. The ensemble inimitable. Without them. No reason to go. Radcliffe supplied the crucial electric current. Jones the cerebral publishing glue. Cannavale the stalwart artist. Called a farce. Disagree. A witty composition on the vagaries of life. Without going down trite emotional trails. Consistently true to the conceit. Great.
And. Not once did Harry Potter occur.
President Clinton’s tag line. Don’t Stop Thinking About Tomorrow. Yet. Bill & Hill will not leave the stage. Yesterday’s couple. Going on tour for high stakes conversations as has-been pols. Always in search of the next buck. As the Democratic party desperately needs new blood.
Bill’s past antics fodder for #MeToo ads. A new Broadway Show with Laurie Metcalfe and John Lithgow. Hillary & Clinton. Really? Guess the over-65 crowd will go. What’s next? Go Joe! Biden. Yay! Pelosi. No.
Let’s start thinking about tomorrow.
80 degrees. Hooray hooray the first of May. Navigating jackhammers, scaffolding & dog doo! Yay. Or. Get outta town. Leaves ready to pop. Bright colors can be taken out. Nope. Not in New York. Black is the color of every season. Coming from Western Mass., that’s a good thing. Slimming and goes with grey. Hair. So. Yeah. Happy May Day.
Amy Schumer Tony nom? For Meteor Shower. She was okay. Obvi Rylance in Farinelli & the King. But. In a year where SpongeBob SquarePants dominates. That’s a bad Broadway season.
Farinelli & the King at the transformed to Shakespearean splendor Belasco Theatre. Mark Rylance brilliant! His wife Claire van Kampen’s musical script and the astonishing countertenor voice of Iestyn Davies took it over the top. Five stars.
Big Little Lies
Curb Your Enthusiasm
McCarthy as Spicey
García wins Masters
Young Yankees Team
Tiger tries another return
October on the Forks
Russo’s Fools novels
Liev Schreiber- Les Liaisons Dangereuses ***
Cate Blanchett- The Present ****
Amy Schumer- Meteor Shower ****
Uma Thurman- The Parisian Woman, liaisons undangerous **
Looking forward to Mark Rylance in Farinelli & the King next week!
House of Cards creator Beau Willimon’s Broadway debut The Parisian Woman falls flat. As edgy as Robin Wright is as Claire Underwood in the Netflix series, Uma Thurman as Chloe in this modern-day play is not. Thurman seems tentative in her portrayal of a supposedly scheming liberal in Trump’s Washington political landscape. Related jokes are few and dated. Characters are generally mis-cast even as the weak writing would test any actor. Blair Brown displays her professional chops and is the only standout.
On the plus side. The Hudson Theater has been brilliantly brought back to its 1903 glory. Hotel conference room sheetrock was torn down to reveal crown moldings and historic detail from Ethel Barrymore’s stage heyday. It reopened last year and is worth the visit.