This show was performed at my university this past Saturday. I did not know much going into
it, however the show is described briefly as “acting out the memoirs of other stars”. The
description was more interesting than the show itself stating, “How does Vanna flip her panels? What does Stallone store in his freezer? Why did Justin Bieber get stuck in the trunk of a car? What does Hasselhoff reveal about the beauties of Baywatch? Get ready to find out”. You can see why I was immediately interested in this show.
The show started with an extensive introduction just to explain that the actors would be reading passages directly from celebrities' books. These passages were not memorized by the actors, which felt unnatural. I expected the performers to act out the interesting parts of celebrities' lives. Instead, what I got was actors quite literally reading from the page of a book. If I wanted to read a book, I would have stayed home.
This show is presented as a comedy, but it simply was not funny. Maybe I just did not understand all the jokes as I did not know most of the celebrities that were mentioned. But none of the passages were particularly funny, they were mainly just about celebrities doing everyday things. Boring? Yes. Funny? No.
At one point Susan Lucci read from Ivanna Trump's book in a horrid accent, reading a section about a family pet. For someone who has a net worth of nearly 80 million dollars, I found it quite ironic for her to be criticizing millionaire, Ivanna Trump (not that I’m a Trump fan).
I was particularly excited that Broadway star Ethan Slater was a part of this show. For what it’s worth he did the best that he could with the material given, but he could not save this show. On the other hand, it was uncomfortable to hear the man who used to play the fun-loving character, Spongebob recite a vulgar and creepy passage about wanting to make love "with no birth control".
After just a few minutes, the show took a turn for the worse. Several actors were now on stage at once, each reciting different pages from the autobiography of the celebrity they were playing. All of these accounts were referring to food and diet. Some of them began going into detail about what they consumed in a day. And also what they did not consume. This was very triggering to hear as someone who struggles with their body on a constant basis. And to hear everybody laughing about Dolly Parton’s eating habits and the way she felt towards fat people was triggering. At this point I had to get up and leave.
The entire show is just several actors reading from several different autobiographies, it got repetitive. There was very little motion and no props, therefore the show was not visually stimulating either. It was certainly not worth my 40 dollars, which is apparently a large discount compared to its normal prices.
To me, this show served no purpose. It was not comedic. It was not informative. It was not interesting. The “writers” basically stole others' works and passed it off as their own art, virtually adding nothing to them. Creators of the show, Eugene Pack and Dayle Reyfel are not artists. They are frauds, who have taken the easy way out, by simply compiling a few autobiographies together.
To me, the funniest thing about this show was the fact that these so-called “artists” ridiculed other people's work because they could not create an original piece of their own.
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