It'll be a long time before we can stand to see La Boheme. I don't want to see that prop stove ever again, either. The singing was fine, the Cafe Momus scene was confusingly staged, and at least there was lighting again. Although daytime temps had reached seventy degrees or near that, many in the audience felt compelled to arrive in the fur coats, not a good idea when the ventilation was turned on about three times. Nothing is better guaranteed to elicit fits of sneezing than pelts fresh from storage. The intermissions lasted longer than the acts. What an endurance trial. The audience in general, though, was very enthusiastic about the show. Revenge of the Musketeers (La fille de D'Artagnan) is wonderful! How great it would be on a big screen. We'll always be great fans of Philippe Noiret. Sophie Marceau is new to us, and wonderful also. We also watched two that are repeats for us: The Awful Truth (Cary Grant even better than remembered and Irene Dunne not) and Copacabana, a late Groucho. Groucho never receives the credit deserved for his great dancing and excellent singing.
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