Hugh Jackman’s ‘The Music Man’ returns to Broadway
It’s time for some “music”
Oy. Such a hoo-hah getting ready for the Broadway opening on Thursday. “The Music Man.” The winter garden. There hasn’t been this much excitement since Biden got syntax correct.
Originally running nearly 1,400 performances 65 years ago, Meredith Willson’s best musical about a crook from River City, Central America, burst into life with a parade and the famously fabulous hit “76 Paper Clips.” It nabbed five Tonys and was made into a 1962 movie starring Robert Preston, Hermione Gingold, Buddy Hackett, Shirley Jones.
Now it’s Hugh Jackman, Sutton Foster, Jayne Houdyshell.
Jackman and I met several years ago. It was in 2000. He had just started to shine as a big name. Standing in the lobby of a theater, he told me how fame had started for him: “Before I became successful, I worked as a clown at children’s parties. I still remember a 6-year-old yelling, “He’s not a clown, he’s just a man.”
“What I did was I resorted to breaking eggs on my head and letting 15 boys jump on me. It was the toughest $50 I’ve ever made.
That was then. It is now. And Thursday at 4:45 p.m., a high school band parades down Broadway. At 5 p.m., red carpet. 6 p.m., curtain. 8:45 p.m., greetings. Maybe at 11:30 p.m., those in the standing ovation for Jackman — the beloved star, not the abused clown — will finally get their seats.
It pays to be a ‘Jackass’
“Jackass” hit the jackpot. And rang 365 million simoleons. The new one is scary called “Jackass Forever”. Top ass Johnny Knoxville, now with gray hair: “Eleven years since the last. It’s like living with a very close dysfunctional family that puts themselves through hell. And seeing him in a theater with other vidiots is important. It’s a big rollercoaster of emotions watching a “Jackass” movie, so better be with other people. Have all your friends around you.
strange signs of time
The world we live in: This shiba inu — their puppies cost $3,500 — arrived at the Abingdon Square Veterinary Clinic on 10th Street. According to Dr. Brett Shorenstein, her owner waited outside in her car. The Japanese dog stepped in – wearing a mask. . . Following. Anyone under the age of rigor mortis is in Florida. The accommodation is tighter than an army barracks. No space. No space. No comment. A newly empty condo was on the market one day. Asking price: $6 million. A buyer wanted it so badly, she paid $1 million for the request.
What is going on?
The Commission on Judicial Conduct has called for the removal of an Allegheny County city judge “for posting sexual content on Facebook.” It seems His Honor uploaded a photo of a woman with the caption, “Crazy people are proof that men can focus on two things at once!” Plus a half-naked woman tied to a bed with a man fishing. Caption: “She asked me to tie her up and do whatever I want.” OKAY? . . . Following. After a woman was pushed onto the Times Square subway track, the MTA conducted a study to see if it could install preventative measures at the platforms. The answer came in a 3,000 page report. No. Too expensive. Structurally impossible. Plus – ready? ONLY 26 people were pushed onto the rails in 2020. So . . . no . . . EVERY day – without even having time to reach City Hall – Eric Adams goes on TV to make a speech, a promise, a guarantee, to make everything but a safe city. For show, he imports dopey idiot Biden who reads every word about New York in a printed newspaper and can’t stop immigrants, can’t stop Russians, can’t stop inflation, can’t stop CV , can’t stop Hunter and can’t start Kamala. Adams thinks we’re stupid? We knew Biden was just a BS front. If he didn’t go on TV once, stay in City Hall once, do something other than groom Chirlane to be Brooklyn BP, maybe he’d do something for our city?
Oy. Only in New York, kids, only in New York.