"Cats: The Jellicle Ball" is so freaking smart it's not even fair. This may be the only concept that could make "Cats" function as a narrative driven piece with applications for our own lives. For anyone who doesn't know, "Cats" is a famous Andrew Lloyd Webber musical which was part of the "McMusical" era of Broadway in the 1980's and 1990's. Adapted from the poems of T. S. Elliot, the show skyrocket to superstardom thanks to: 1.) It's incredible dancing and choreography, 2.) The hit song "Memory" and 3.) The fact that it was one of (if not THE) first shows that easily catered to foreign, non-English speaking, tourists. You do not need to understand anything being said or sung onstage to enjoy "Cats". In fact, it might be better if you don't. "Cats" (as Lloyd Webber said to Hal Prince when trying to convince him to direct it) is "about cats." There's no metaphor going on here. W...
Watching "& Juliet" is like eating a box of Twizzlers. Yeah, it might be fun...it may result in a hyperactive sugar rush, but there's no question that it has absolutely no substance and, if you're really honest with yourself, it just tastes of plastic. The attraction of "& Juliet" is the energy, dance, chance to experience fun pop songs and eye popping design elements (namely the costumes.) But the story feels like it was written by a five year old who once looked up "boss bitch" in the dictionary and has most definitely never read "Romeo and Juliet." The plot is, on the surface, simple and yet so convoluted it is literally painful trying to make sense of it. The surface level is this: Willam Shakespeare is about to debut his new play, "Romeo and Juliet." His wife, Anne Hathaway, blessed with a rare night off from taking care of the kids, has come to Stratford to see the premiere. Shakespeare has just finished the endi...