Low-rent musical bioplays — or "celebrations," as they're called — are an unavoidable part of regional theater, and I'm glad. They are pleasant, aggressively brainless wastes of time, and I don't mind their invasion of otherwise vibrant playhouses every four or five months. Why the hell should I? Music is fun, singing is fun, and musical theater has known a lot of great composers. It'd be a shame if one had to find productions of, say, every last show Irving Berlin ever did in order to hear a decent cross... More >>>
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Mark Anders: Mad dog and Floridians go out in the noonday sun.