Then, as the play progressed and the cast started to loosen up and find their voices, it got better, much better. By the middle of the first half I was laughing out loud. This play does not take itself seriously and turned out to be 2 1/2 hours of pure fun. The plot was even stupider than the movie, but its silly jokes and songs ("is he gay or just European?") make you laugh without going over the deep end into moronic. Nothing insightful, nothing inspirational, just great singing, dancing and humor.
The UPS man stole the show. If you saw the movie you know that he was the hunk that the salon owner drooled over. In the play, when he entered, the set went quiet and dark, the spotlight shone brightly on his too-tight brown shirt and shorts, and sexy stripper music played as he strutted his stuff across the stage. After his exit, the play continued as usual. Also, the Greek Chorus was well executed, with the girls popping up to add witty commentary to the scene and sing the plot forward.However, the best part was seeing the Asian man on the subway with a baseball cap that said, "Paris Loves My Oui Oui."
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