Theater vs. Nazis: The Producers
Two today, because Holland tricked me by posting yesterday. I have a hard time knowing what day it is, and it’s not helpful when Holland CHANGES THE SCHEDULE WITHOUT WARNING. Sweet zombie Jesus, is it Wednesday? Tuesday? I don’t god-damn know.
Anyway, here’s a thing I wrote about The Producers, over at my new theater-project blog. It counts as a TQP post, too, I have decided.
I saw a local theater’s production of Mel Brooks’ musical The Producersa few weeks ago. Entirely by coincidence, I happened to be there during the talk-back session. Now, I’ve participated in talk-back sessions before, so I should have known better than to ask serious questions; most of the time, a talk-back is just another opportunity for the actors to blush beneath the gushing weight of the audience’s praise. It’s not unreasonable; when are you going to see most of these people again? If you want them to say something nice about you, you need to seize the opportunity.