I'd never seen Mr. Greenspan perform before and was pretty well bowled over by his charm. The text of THE PATSY, as you may have read, could kindly be described as "dusty," but the gusto with which Mr. Greenspan feasts upon it, making what must be a physically and mentally draining 75 minutes look effortless and smooth, distills the melodrama and class comedy into something that transcends the words on the page. His 9 characterizations (including "himself" as a meta-prologos) are quite married to one another in style and tone, but the specificity with which he colors in their disparate physicalities is rather marvelous. The culmulative effect is, at times, a little disorienting. At times, you may feel like you're 4 or 5 seconds behind him, but as long as you remain engaged -- and it would be a task, methinks, not to -- you can trust him to carry you along.
My TDF ticket was $28.50. It was quite a bargain.
I did not see JONAS.
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