San Diego Civic Center, the intermission of Hairspray, over the balcony at the mezzanine level. The audience members idly ogle one another on multiple stories, a sort of mellow confluence of hardcore people watchers. Bruce Vilanch’s topical one-liners and masterful comic timing kept up audience interest. I’m all for fresh and fruity entertainment ?- hell, I write it from time to time — but this particular touring production felt forced and tired.
The sunset of Del Mar, as filtered through a glass of Grgich Hills, is not intended to be viewed by solitary businessmen. Too bad you’re not with me tonight.