Today I went to the Czech puppet musical about the Julian and Ethel Rosenberg trial. Not the famous Kander and Ebb or Sondheim versions, but a new one. Sort of experimental. Obviously. I won't give away the ending, in case anyone goes to see it, but I will say that the symbolism is not exactly subtle. The actors spend most of their time holding picture frames around their faces, except the prosecuting attorneys. Like they were 'framed' - get it?! And the set was scaffolding and all kinds of frames were hanging from them - picture frames, window frames, bed frames. Not subtle.
Boy is it flippin' cold! Feels worse, I think, in the East Village and NoHo, because of the wind whipping around the buildings. Like minus 42 feeling.
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- trying to begoode
- New York, NY, United States
- on a quest to expand my horizons
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