I have to admit, it was hard not to laugh initially—the majority of the play is made up of guys running around on stage in gladiator tops and nothing downtown other than a pair of skin colored briefs. Some of their dance moves, too, were pretty ridiculous, but I guess that’s just the nature of the show. Other than a couple fits of laughter, for the majority of the show I sat in silent reverence and looked like this:
Opera, dance, ballet, the symphony…Oddly enough, I think I’m seeing more fine arts here than I was in New York. And in no small part because it’s complimentary.
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