I daresay it is not cheap—nips and tucks never are. But now that Trump’s stable of sculpted female factotums are helping themselves to our money through their own unrestrained graft, I suspect their plastic surgeons are on speed-dial.
Many theater companies aspire to recreate faithfully AND freshly great American musicals but few achieve the drama and vitality that’s currently on the Boyd-Quinson Mainstage.
The temptation after the show to dance your way to the parking lot is inescapable. There is so much embedded into the performances that only a director with a vision could have brought to the work.
