We remember The Wedding Singer fondly: it was probably Adam Sandlers best movie, not to mention the least painful remembrance to date of the ΄80s (you decide which is the bigger accolade). Its the story of Robbie Hart, a washed up wedding band cover-jock whose fiancée runs out on him at the altar. His dreams as a husband and songwriter shattered, Robbie starts sabotaging his own gigs until he meets Julia, and decides this is the gal he wants to sing Huey Lewis songs to for the rest of his days.
Now, the ageless film has been transformed into a Tony nominated Broadway musical which is sort of getting nostalgic about nostalgia. But thats OK. Not every play thats great is a deep exploration of the human condition or a metaphor for enlightenment. Sometimes its just fun to remember when tube socks had a place in our drawers. Sing one for the ages with The Wedding Singer starting Wednesday at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts (201 SW Fifth Ave., Fort Lauderdale). Call 954-522-5334, or visit www.browardcenter.org.
Oct. 3-7; Oct. 9-14, 2007