Last night we saw a preview of a revival of The Fantasticks, a show I never saw during its 42-year run at the Sullivan Street Playhouse in the Village.
The name of the place where the revival is playing?
The world is going to hell.
The Tin Man
Last night we saw a preview of a revival of The Fantasticks, a show I never saw during its 42-year run at the Sullivan Street Playhouse in the Village.
The name of the place where the revival is playing?
The world is going to hell.
I especially enjoy the giant rotating Snapple lids over the marquee.
Yikes. God forbid they should name it for someone or some place actually relevant to theater and put the corporate name off in the corner. Sigh. Naming rights is big business.
Are you basing that last judgment on the rampant commercialization of legitimate art, or on the fact that due to global warming, the collapse of the middle east, Star Jones and George Bush, the world is, truly, going to hell?