I don’t love musicals, but do enjoy dramas.
Note: dramas, not drama.
I wanted to see Orphans even before NYMag pointed out Tom Sturridge’s “Tony-Worthy Dimples.”
You believe me, right?
I’m not big on Broadway musicals.
Dramas? Yes, please. But musicals, I generally think of as trite, long and just generally not for me. I hate how the seats in Broadway theaters (most of them old) are cramped, and lines for the one ladies’ room in the place will be mind bogglingly long at intermission.
Oh, and Broadway is an expensive experience.
But I really want to see Book of Mormon. Like the rest of the world. Tickets are tough to come by, but I’m working the angles.
One issue? My mom is my best angle. She wants to see the show too, she says, even though I’m pretty much positive she won’t like it. Mom is a Republican who goes to church, after all. I’m not sure I can go to see Book of Mormon without her.
I took my parents to see Rock of Ages recently. Dad was especially excited.