I'm not a fan. It's cold, mean, and nasty (The Ladies Who Lunch). Misogynistic, too. I feel nothing for Bobby. Nothing except contempt and impatience, that is. He's a selfish, self-absorbed whiner, and a bore to boot. Get married, don't get married: Bobby, we don't give a damn! Just stop whining about it, or better yet, get off the stage.
The music is cold and hard, and the lyrics are mean-spirited and self-consciously clever.
P.S. I saw the original production. It was one of those shows proclaimed to be ""groundbreaking." I was prescient enough to know even then that that expression was actually a perfidious way of saying "bad for our theatre." Nowadays, the word is bandied about all the time. And each time it represents one further step into the abyss.
Updated On: 11/6/13 at 04:17 AM