Little Sally: What kind of musical is this?! The good guys finally take over and then everything starts falling apart.
Officer Lockstock: Like I said, Little Sally. This isn’t a happy musical.
Little Sally: But the music’s so happy!
Officer Lockstock: Yes, Little Sally. Yes it is.
[…]
Little Sally: I don’t think too many people are going to come see this musical, Officer Lockstock.
Officer Lockstock: Why do you say that, Little Sally? Don’t you think people want to be told that their way of life is unsustainable?
Little Sally: That, and the title’s awful.
Officer Lockstock: I suppose you’re right, Little Sally. I do suppose you’re right.
[Lyrics quoted for review purposes]
Today, we went to go see Urinetown. Ignore the bad name, and go see Urinetown while you can. It is one of the funniest musicals I’ve seen in ages, with obvious parodies of other musicals, great acting, and one of the most satirical and sardonic books I’ve seen in ages. For those not familiar with the story, simply put, it is a classic love story about a boy and a girl, fighting injustice in an town whose bladders and pocketbooks are oppressed.
If you’re not in Los Angeles, and the tour comes your way, go see it.
BTW, this was my first time at the Wilshire Theatre. Really good sight lines; much better than the Pantages.
We went to the Grove for dinner afterwards. This was my first time there since they’ve redone it. At least the Farmers Market core is still there, but the Grove itself is overpriced (a few good stores). It’s fun for the people watching, but unless you’ve got extra cash, you can likely do better elsewhere. They do have an interesting replica Gilmore Gas station, but the buyer for the Farmer’s Market store needs to learn history. He/She has it stocked with Route 66 merchandise, but Route 66 ran along Santa Monica Blvd, not Beverly or 3rd.
