One of the perks of internment at The Velvet Prison is the occasional invitation to view product before The Masses.
One takes what opportunities one can, of course, to feel a little superior.
Last night I dragged Betty Boop along with me to a booze-filled reception and a screening of the the movie-musical version of the Broadway play version of one of John Waters' films.
Having never seen the actual Broadway musical upon which it's based (in the most delightful of Freudian Slips, I just typed "basted" before correcting it and typing "based"), I can't speak to comparisons, but I have to say:
I loved it.
This, in spite of the fact that I (and, I think, I alone in my party) hated the former Grease star's turn in one of the leading roles. Bring on the Harvey Fierstein or Divine, say I.
Still, in spite of the aforementioned Star Turn, I just found the rest of the cast, and the story and the direction and the performances, just entirely delightful. Could be I'm full of shite and have no taste, but I liked it.
I imagine that if, indeed, my judgment about the film is flawed, it's due, for the most part, to two reasons. First, I had three glasses of free wine at the reception and, second, it was free. Honestly, though, I don't suspect I'd have felt differently if I'd had to pay for the movie.
In any case, I urge you to go see it, and let me know what the eff you think of it.
One takes what opportunities one can, of course, to feel a little superior.
Last night I dragged Betty Boop along with me to a booze-filled reception and a screening of the the movie-musical version of the Broadway play version of one of John Waters' films.
Having never seen the actual Broadway musical upon which it's based (in the most delightful of Freudian Slips, I just typed "basted" before correcting it and typing "based"), I can't speak to comparisons, but I have to say:
I loved it.
This, in spite of the fact that I (and, I think, I alone in my party) hated the former Grease star's turn in one of the leading roles. Bring on the Harvey Fierstein or Divine, say I.
Still, in spite of the aforementioned Star Turn, I just found the rest of the cast, and the story and the direction and the performances, just entirely delightful. Could be I'm full of shite and have no taste, but I liked it.
I imagine that if, indeed, my judgment about the film is flawed, it's due, for the most part, to two reasons. First, I had three glasses of free wine at the reception and, second, it was free. Honestly, though, I don't suspect I'd have felt differently if I'd had to pay for the movie.
In any case, I urge you to go see it, and let me know what the eff you think of it.
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