Woke up late today, somewhat hung-over (emotionally, I mean) from last night's "Off the Record" and the cast party that went on past 2 a.m. -- but to tell the truth, the big fat cigar I smoked probably had more to do with my late morning haze. I always light up one of those big Producer's Stogies right after I make my maudlin mid-party speech of thanks to the cast. Isn't this what they do in all those old movies about Broadway, while they're waiting at Sardi's or somewhere for the reviews? In our case, there wouldn't be any reviews -- I can't review my own show, the other papers aren't interested in a one-night event that has Post-Gazette affiliations . . . and anyway, it's all off the record.
As producer, my judgment is bound to be partial (in both senses), but it seems to me to have been a big success. Anybody who stayed home to watch the Veep Debate missed out on a lot of fun. I'm intending to write a full report on what you missed in the next day or two, complete with pictures, if cast members will send me some.
But right now it's more pressing that I report on Kyle Bostian's one-man confessional monologue that I just saw tonight, because it has just one performance to go, Saturday at 8 p.m. That's at Bricolage, 937 Liberty Ave., Cultural District.
So that's what I'm doing right now: writing that report. I expect to have it up in this space by 2 a.m.
Theater critic is a 24x7 job
Posted
Oct 03 2008, 11:13 PM
by
Christopher Rawson