Seriously, though, there was a little tear-welling going on at the end of this one -- the Kitchen Theatre's streak of great material is still running. I just signed on to see a bunch more, so that'll be fun.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
theatre review
A couple of weeks ago I saw and reviewed "I Become a Guitar," a lovely new play about a boy who wants to be a guitar starring as his father the guy who thanks Jerry's dermatologist girlfriend for saving him from skin cancer in "The Slicer," one of my favorite Seinfeld episodes.
Seriously, though, there was a little tear-welling going on at the end of this one -- the Kitchen Theatre's streak of great material is still running. I just signed on to see a bunch more, so that'll be fun.
Seriously, though, there was a little tear-welling going on at the end of this one -- the Kitchen Theatre's streak of great material is still running. I just signed on to see a bunch more, so that'll be fun.
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