Obviously I don't speak French because I have no idea what's after dux or duex or dues or whatever.
I had to go to Manhattan on business a week ago, so we decided to make a weekend out of it. Anita walked the city as I had my meeting - she spent a lot of time at the NY Public Library and
Bryant Park, then headed uptown to try to see "The View", but there were no openings. She emailed me throughout the day so I knew she was wandering and was OK and safe.
We stayed at the Hilton Garden Inn on 8th and 48th, which was fine - a large room by NY standards, but nothing to write home about, though we did have a decent view of the river & sunset.
We had checked "The Times" for what shows were playing and decided to see two of our favorite actresses, Angela Lansbury in "Blithe Spirit" and Susan Sarandon in "Exit the King". "The Times" gave each of these shows reviews in the fair to good category.
We saw Noel Coward's "Blithe Spirit" Thursday evening. Besides Angela Lansbury, it starred Rupert Everett and Christine Ebersole and also had Jayne Atkinson and Debra Rush - all of whom you'd know if you saw if the names don't ring a bell. It was OK - mildly amusing without any significant charm. Of course, it was wonderful to see eighty-something Angela Lansbury larking about but the play suffered when she wasn't onstage. Unfortunately, Rupert Everett was on stage for most of the play and there was just something "off" about his performance. This is pretty funny as he played an Englishman. He is an Englishman - you'd think he could've pulled that off. But he mugged a lot and seemed to be overacting; I wondered several times if he was just bored with his role and the play in general. I'd call this mildly recommended for Angela Lansbury fans, decent 3rd choice in the TKTS line for others seeking mild amusement.
We walked the city together on Friday as it was a gorgeous day - high 70's and beautiful blue sky. we spent a lot of time exploring Central Park and debated renting a row boat for an hour and then debated lunching at "Tavern on the Green". We went so far as to go inside and review a menu at the latter, but decided we really could just have a $2 hot dog and be just as, if not more content than if we'd spent $25 on a shrimp cocktail. We found the Castle in the Park and thoroughly enjoyed exploring.
Next we walked south, checking out the neighborhoods of monied folks as we made our way to Madison Square Garden to see if P!nk (you didn't think I'd write a blog entry this year that fails to mention her, did you?) tickets would be on sale at the box office on Saturday when they went on sale at Ticketmaster (otherwise known as the thief in the night). Regretably MSG box office only sells tickets the day after Ticketmaster sales start. So, instead of paying only a $4 convenience fee (can anyone tell me what's convenient about flying to NY to see if I can buy a P!nk ticked at the box office of the venue she'll be performing at), we had to pay the outrageous $12 PER TICKET convenience fee of Ticketmaster. After checking out MSG, we had a couple of burgers at White Castle, then headed to Macy's. I'm in the market for a couple of new suits as I'll be interviewing some day soon and (I know this is hard for some of you to believe) I've put on a few pounds. A few being my ASS IS AS BIG AS CHICAGO.... When I had to put my suit on Thursday morning to fly to NYC, I realized that the suit I had tailor made in Singapore is no longer just a bit large on me. Now it's tight. Everywhere. I HATE it when the dry cleaners shrink my pants. So we spent some significant time in the ladies suits department and I found a couple I liked that were very reasonably priced. Then I tried them on. Damn it, either my ass is REALLY as big as Chicago, or they've just started making the asses and waistlines of these suitpants smaller (and the legs longer). WTF. So, newsflash, I'm thinking my ass is as big as Chicago. Fuckmuffins. (God, I love that word). Anita & I are going on a diet...when we're ready...cruise in 80 days....hmmm.
But back to the point....we left Macy no poorer and not weighted down with purchases! Then it was time, once again, to head to TKTS. Tonight's goal was "Exit the King". We checked the theater to see if there were any rush seats available, but they only sell student rush. We took the time to read the entire "Times" review which was posted at the theater and it felt like a rave...I say felt like, because clearly we misread it. The first act was funny - well, a little funny anyway. Geoffrey Rush's entrance and physical comedy was quite good. Susan Sarandon looked magnificent and was spot on in her role as the first Queen. Lauren Ambrose of "6 Feet Under" fame was good; Andrea Martin was quite amusing as the maid. As I said, the first act was funny. Probably very funny for a good 30 minutes. But it lasted 1.5 hours or so. The last hour was the same joke, retreaded for our enjoyment. It really didn't work, but it was OK, it just got a little old. Intermission and big laugh as the performers run back to the positions that closed the 1st act. That was the last laugh of the show. I actually hit sound sleep at one point. It wasn't funny. It wasn't poignant. It made no new points, broke no new ground from the first act. It was a very large relief when the King exited. NOT RECOMMENDED.
On the walk to the hotel from the theater (one block if we went directly, but probably 20 blocks as it was a beautiful evening), we decided we were done with plays for the season. So, if we saw a show Saturday before leaving for home, it'd be a musical. We checked the Tony nominations and saw that "Next to Normal was nominated for best musical. Someone in the TKTS line (because you have to chat with total strangers in the TKTS line to sort out and verify your choices) said that it was great, but being about a bipolar actress did not make it the feel good musical of the year. We decided that if it were on the board, we'd see it.
Saturday dawned a little chilly & overcast. We took another long walk and had breakfast in an Irish restaurant on 8th Avenue. The food was not good, but when we reported this to the manager, she charged us only for what we liked, which was nice - so we paid for my bacon and a diet coke! Anita's coke wasn't even very good. Weird.
Standing back in the TKTS line, we made some new friends and we all decided that "Next to Normal" was the thing to see. As we were only a step or two away from the ticket window, I chatted up one of the TKTS paid wanderers and he told us that we had made a really good choice, but ominously added "I don't think we have very good seats though". Not very good at all as they sold out as we got to the window! Crap, once again we did not have a good second choice ready. There were tickets available for last year's best musical, "In the Heights", but I'd heard quite a bit of the soundtrack and wasn't that excited about it. Another 2009 best musical nominee was "Rock of Ages" which is a love story that takes place in 1987 (GLORY DAYS, BABY), but we were a little concerned about the decibel level of a musical featuring the music of Foreigner, Twisted Sister & Poison. I asked the people behind us in line what they were seeing - "Rock of Ages". I asked our new friends who were in the line next to us - either "In the Heights" or "Rock of Ages". It was again our turn at the ticket window. I asked "what do you have better seats for - ITH or ROA? He said "eh, there about the same." Crap. Now how do we decide. I said "2 for Rock of Ages" at about the same time that Anita said "In the Heights". The ticket guy only heard me. I turned to the folks behind us and said "see you there" and "I bet we have better seats than you" (trust me, it was funny). We then got some lunch and went to the drug store to buy earplugs - just in case. We have about 100 "Just In Case" earplugs in the house now.
Big build up to this show, right?
We get in line to go in and they're passing out something that looks like a lighter, says "Rock of Ages" and is really a flashlight to hold up as if we're at a concert. Cool AND funny before the show even starts. Nice. The entire theater is decorated like 1987 Los Angeles/Hollywood, the stage looks like a bar with a small bandstand in the rear and there are waiters and waitresses taking drink orders. Drink Orders. At a Broadway show. Awesome. What do you mean I don't have to wait until intermission to buy a $4 bottle of water, $6 beer or a $10 mixed drink? You'll bring it to my seat. FUN. Then the people sitting behind us turn out to be the people behind us in line. Of course, I mentioned again that our seats were waayy better than theirs.
The lights go down and this awesome and funny and inspiring show comes out of nowhere. It was really great. It probably helps a lot that I was in my 20's in the 80's, but I don't think it's a prerequisite. There is a narrator that channels Jack Black and the whole thing was intelligent and touching and well, just great. Didn't even need the ear plugs. There probably isn't anything to give away, but just go see this show, especially if you were in your teens or 20's in the 80's. It was a blast.
We capped Saturday off with another long walk that took us to just south of the fashion district, looking for a restaurant. We found Keene's chophouse and though we were clearly underdressed, it was early enough that they didn't say a word. We had a lovely dinner, another nice walk, then cabbed to the airport for our 10pm flight that finally took off as Saturday Night Live was ending - bummer. We got home at 3, watched the "Survivor" Thursday night episode where Coach was FINALLY voted off. Mosied off to bed at 4:30 or so and slept clear until noon Sunday, which was fine since the weather was rainy & cold (sorry we missed cheering all our friends on at the Rockett's Landing Olympic tri/duathlon).
Great weekend.
