Brunswick’s Phantom Of The Opera, absolutely amazing. See it if you can.
When you go see a high school production, you’re prepared to cut the kids a little slack, wouldn’t you agree? Last night, we watched Brunswick School (with Greenwich Academy) put on Andrew Lloyd Webber’s version of The Phantom Of The Opera, and I was in full slack-cutting mode, and yet, 10 minutes into it, I actually forgot these were kids, it was that good a show.
For 10 bucks admission, this is the theatre-going deal of the century. You should see this production. Looks like it’s sold out tonight, but tickets are still available for Saturday’s performance: http://www.brunswickschool.org/tickets/
No refreshments! (BYO martinis)
The very evil Thomas Barrow. His long-knife murders of the entire Crawley family becomes the catalyst for England’s awakening to the need for serious macheté control.
Like me, you can hardly wait for Downton Abbey to resume in January. Here’s an early report of the first episode:
Scheming footman Thomas Barrow, played excellently by Rob James-Collier, murders the whole Crawley family (Lord Grantham, etc.) in their sleep. Subsequent episodes deal with the ensuing murder trial, and the takeover of the estate by IRA mercenaries.
Redford, in the movie All Is Lost…not bad for an old dude of 77.
There, I’ve done it, I’ve given you a nice, three-word summation of the new Redford movie All Is Lost. I watched it last night at Stamford’s Avon Theatre, one of my favorite movie venues, because it’s a great old place, plus, there’s a dozen restaurants within 300 feet of it.
If you sail at all, you’re likely drawn to almost any “survival at sea” story, and this one doesn’t disappoint in that regard. But still, it lacks a certain…. something (the reviewer I linked to above states it in a more descriptive manner). After awhile, the sight of Redford grimacing became painful to watch. I was never bored by this film, but I don’t think I would insist on anyone seeing it.
One final thought: My first Robert Redford movie, Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid, I saw as a wee lad, in 1969. FORTY FOUR YEARS LATER, Redford’s still making movies. That’s pretty amazing.
Cole Auditorium, empty now, but tomorrow night, Gid takes the stage!
Tomorrow night (as in, Friday, Sept. 20th), I’m hosting the annual Comedy Night at the Cole Auditorium at Greenwich Library. This is a great event, with actual funny, talented comedians, the cream-of-the-crop from New York’s Gotham Club.
Show starts at 8:00 PM, but the Big Green Truck Pizza starts serving gourmet-quality pizza (plus beer and wine) starting at 6:00. Also, there’re some decent restaurants mere steps from Greenwich Library where you can dine, get liquored up, then wander over in time for the show. See you there!
All proceeds to benefit Greenwich Community Answers.
Here are the real comedians (as opposed to Realtor-comedians)…click on their names to see what they’re all about.
How many times has this happened to you? You gather your putters and load the family into the car for a nice relaxing round of mini-golf, only to be told when you get there, “Sorry, this is a private course.”
Sound familiar? You bet it does. That’s why I’m thrilled to share my discovery of a new, exciting mini-golf center that is…Open To The Public! And it’s only 234 short miles from Greenwich, right there in the convenient beach-front community of Wells, Maine.
Hope to see you up there, hit ’em straight, pardner!
Yes, you read the sign correctly, it’s OPEN TO THE PUBLIC, say hallelujah!
Once again, I’m MC and auctioneer for Greenwich Hospital’s “Night Under The Stars“, a benefit for the Pediatrics Department and Neonatal Intensive Care Unit of Greenwich Hospital. It’s a Friday night, July 12th, at the Riverside Yacht Club. High tide, beautiful summer evening, Fountain attempting to be funny, what’s not to like? Tickets are cheap for this sort of thing, and mostly tax-deductible. Most important, it’s for an actual worthy cause!
Thank God for PhotoShop! But seriously, if you need a good head-shot for your “movie work” *, don’t call anyone but Tom Young. * Yes, I put that term in sarcastic quotation marks, happy now?
Bad song lyrics can pretty much be lumped into four categories:
It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
That she wore for the first time today
An itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
So in the locker she wanted to stay
You’ve been coolin’, baby, I’ve been droolin’,
All the good times I’ve been misusin’,
Way, way down inside, I’m gonna give you my love,
I’m gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love
Oh, I’ve been to Nice and the isle of Greece
when I sipped champagne on a yacht
I moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo
and showed them what I’ve got
I’ve been undressed by kings
and I’ve seen some things that a woman ain’t s’pose to see
I’ve been to paradise but I’ve never been to me…
And finally, there’s
See the difference? My problem with Beyoncé is the pathetic-ness of her lyrics, not the offensiveness.
Generally speaking, lyrics that are offensive are the most likely to be commented on by critics like me , and yes, as that tiresome platitude reminds us, “every generation has songs that offend the previous generation”, blah, blah , blah. But really now, can we never draw the line, anywhere?
Suppose a song were to come along that extolled the virtues of child-molesting, set to a delightfully infectious melody, what then? Will we be “allowed” to be offended? Or will critics be scolded as “old-fashioned fuddy-duddies”? Sound impossible? Not in a world with absolutely no standards whatsoever.
The lovely “Charlene” sang one of the most embarrassing songs in history, “I’ve Never Been To Me”.