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So filling

I saw the new musical Waitress on Wednesday.

waitressA lot has already been written about that particular performance, since they had to stop the show twice to deal with scenery malfunction…but no one was complaining.

Sara Bareilles was the entertainment during the break.

It’s not the first time I have experienced stoppages like this on Broadway.  When I saw Harvey starring Jim Parsons from “The Big Bang Theory,” they too had pesky set pieces that simply would not move.

That’s what you get when you go to early previews.

And with Waitress, you get a wonderful, heart-felt, truly hilarious take on one of my favorite films.  Kudos to the casting director, because every role was spot-on — especially the male supporting characters, who stole the show every time they stepped out on stage.

Drew Gehling as Dr. Pomatter — a role originated by my man Nathan Fillion in the movie — has big shoes to fill and does it with unique comedic timing and fantastic chemistry with star Jessie Mueller.  But the biggest ovation at curtain call — rightly so — went to Christopher Fitzgerald, who chews up the scenery (or should I say pie?) as the quirky Ogie the Elf.

The music is wonderful, and ya gotta love any set that features a cherry pie curtain, even if the darn thing doesn’t work all that well.  Because the show?

Sweet!

 

 

 

 

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Spoken word

I got up at 3:30am to watch the men’s singles final at the Australian Open.

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Djokovic is playing; of course I did.

There’s a video that has been shown repeatedly throughout the tournament featuring a poem by a native Aussie and images of the continent.

It’s very high brow and thoughtful.

Wimbledon produces similar films which befit its formal air and traditions. But I would love it if the US Open would follow the same format but make them funny.

Same earnest delivery.  Same chamber music.  Heck, you could show the same type of beauty shots.

But have Tina Fey and Amy Poehler voice them and add their hilarious takes.

That would be poetry.

Subtle? No

Do you watch those cheesy made-for-TV holiday films on Hallmark Channel and Lifetime?

I do. I’m a sucker for all that sap.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t notice the product placement that they sneak into each movie…mainly because it tends to be the same products used in the same way in every film.

FolgersFor example, at some point in every story, the lead characters gather around the kitchen table with steaming mugs of Folgers Coffee in hand.

And yes, the logo is prominently displayed on the canister of coffee. Sometimes we even see them prepare the coffeemaker — primo screen time.

walmartbagThe other advertiser who gets lots of TV movie love this time of year is Walmart. Characters return from shopping trips with their logo bags in hand, which are usually placed front and center on a table or cabinet.

It’s so obvious but so subliminal at the same time.

But I see what you’re doing, guys…even through all that feel-good, sticky holiday sap.

One-track mind

The Coen brothers, while creative geniuses,  have overused the ransom plot line in their movies.

It appears in Fargo. And No Country for Old Men. And The Big Lebowski. Even Raising Arizona.

Enough already.

Then today I see a trailor for their next movie…about a kidnapping and ransom.

Okay. This looks pretty funny.

But let’s stop here with this theme, okay?

I spy a fun film

I finally saw The Man from U.N.C.L.E. today.

I’m so glad I didn’t let the critics dissuade me.

Since the stylized spy thriller opened counter to Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation, critics seemed hell-bent to compare the two.  I’ve seen both; there’s really no comparison.

MI:RN was a wonderful sequel in the Mission Impossible franchise, but the storytelling and action sequences are distinctly modern. The Man from U.N.C.L.E. is a homage to the 1960’s television series, and the look, feel, pacing, soundtrack — you name it — are true to that era.

I also loved the very dry, British humor that director Guy Ritchie brought to the production. I’m not sure everyone in the theater today got it, but that simply made me feel smarter…and laugh all the louder.

As the trailers promised, everyone in this film is beautiful to gaze upon. Russian spy Armie Hammer is deadly gorgeous, especially in the close-ups, and American agent Henry Cavill is so chiseled, he doesn’t seem realistic. Hugh Grant has also never looked better. He should hire the hair and makeup people and keep them on staff.

I loved Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation and I loved The Man from U.N.C.L.E. 

I am so complex.

Time for a knap

I spent most of last week on ‘planes, trains and automobiles.’ Unlike Steve Martin and John Candy in the iconic film of the same name, I suffered only minor delays in my journeys, but was constantly annoyed by one group of travelers —

Backpackers

backpack in airport

Backpackers clog the aisles of both airplanes and trains and, for reasons unbeknownst to me, appear to have no idea of the additional girth their over-the-shoulder luggage adds to their body. They careen down the center aisle, bumping people on either side (and behind when they need to back up).

Apparently the backpack cushions their body from all collisions too, because they never seem to notice or feel the need to apologize.

So, if any backpackers are reading this, take note the next time you travel. You leave behind a wake of bruised body parts and bad attitudes…

And they all have your name on ’em.

That’s the ticket

Entourage-MovieI never watched Entourage.

Much like Lost, Mad Men and The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, I just didn’t get around to it.

Yet after each season was over, I survived without them.

And I felt stronger. Better. Faster.

My friend Wendy Molyneux, who happens to be a writer for the very watchable and Emmy-winning Bob’s Burgers, not only didn’t watch Entourage, she hated it. With a singular passion.

In fact, the only way she will watch the new Entourage movie is if she can raise $10,000 to donate to CureSearch. Because she hates pediatric cancers even more than she  hates Entourage.

Me, I hate every kind of cancer. And I want to help Wendy raise the money as quickly as possible. Plus, I kinda love the idea of her sitting through this film. She’ll probably tweet her agony to the masses, and that will be hilarious.

So give if you can.  We both appreciate it.