One pure guilty start to the summer pleasure, coming right up. Let's just get this out of the way right up front. This show is so bad, it's delicious! There is marginal talent on the stage - certainly not much good dancing, plenty of loud 1980's power ballads and anthem like songs we all remember, and plenty of fairly decent, but not breakthrough acting going on. Frankly, from a pure theater standpoint, it gets a C- at best. But from the entertainment angle, it's a B+. A simply enjoyable evening that includes lots of bad hair, fairly decent tunes, a giggin' rock band, a couple of sexy as all hell boys - and on top of that I could have a beer at my seat!
I did at times feel like I should have been at Madison Square Garden - partly because of the aforementioned beer and partly because of the strange non-traditional theatre crowd drawn in for the music. Many yelled and pumped their pinkies and thumbs in the air and some just talked throughout the show, probably because their girlfriends did not inform them that they were going to a Broadway show rather than a rock concert.
All this aside, I was entertained. James Carpinello - hot and dripping with sex. Kerry Butler (Sherry) finally got to make out with him (since he never made it to the opening night of
Xanadu because of his injury!). I didn't see Constantine Maroulis, but his understudy was darn good. Fill in the comedy factor with Hertz and his son Franz (um, super funny and sexy and the boy could dance his cute little ass off!).
I've said it a few times this season - the show was good, but is this Broadway? I think not. I'd pay to see it at the Beacon Theatre or in this case even the Theatre at Madison Square Garden - I'm not happy that this crap ends up on Broadway!
