The 2004 Midtown International Theatre Festival is just around the corner, but no one has the time and/or energy to see all of the shows. So, how does one choose among the dozens of offerings? None of them can afford full-page ads in
The New York Times or even sixteenth-of-a-page ads in the
New York Press. Instead, they rely on postcards with striking images to lure discerning theatergoers. As a tireless consumer and industry advocate, I have provided whimsical comments on several of these postcards in an effort to pick out the
crème de la crème.
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Apparently, this play concerns a woman so phobic that she bathes in her bathrobe. Drawn vaguely in the style of Al Hirschfeld, the postcard appeals to cerebral theatergoers, who will fruitlessly scan the pencil strokes in search of hidden Ninas.
This follow-up to the Broadway show Prymate corrects the perceived racial insensitivy of that production with a white ape, proving once again that Off-Off-Broadway is the conscience of the commercial theater.
Count ’em, folks!
Now, this is exactly the sort of daydreaming that leads to getting hit by a train.
Or: Pulp Addiction
Egyptian. Armenian. American. Singer. Dancer. Poet. Paula Abdul look-alike.
I laughed until I screamed!
Is it too late to call Planned Parenthood?
“Smile, baby!”
I think the answer is “no.”
Okay, now — these Shakespeare knockoffs are really getting out of hand.
