Try to Remember

Why I was ever so damn happy in the first place. I thought this website would be a "positive affirmation." From now on, I should no longer use it as a forum to complain. About how I'm not getting work. About how sometimes I feel ridiculously unqualified for said work. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's Constantine. But, for some odd reason, this week, I was unhappy.

Well, wouldn't you be? Sweeney Todd gets slapped with an early closing notice and Hott Feet manages to stay alive and running. The Beadle goes on to steal a loaf of bread we didn't give a shit about for the last two decades, and neither Martin Short nor Duncan Sheik can save us from the fucking theme park Broadway has become.

Well, at least something positive came out of this week...that is...

The Fantasticks! Welcome back, peeps. It's been too damn long.

Just try to forget that it's playing at some place called the (gulp) "Snapple(TM) Theatre Center."

And, for one of the best homages to an Off-Broadway chestnut ever, watch this quite touching episode of "Cakey, the Cake from Outer Space!"

Then hop on over to the Lortel Archives and see just how many replacements they've had throughout the Famous Original Run.

I hear all the Luisas plan bimonthly get-togethers where they eat pizza and go bowling.