Tonight was David Dean Bottrell: The Death of Me Yet at Pangea in New York City’s East Village. The high-energy storyteller slapped himself, immediately capturing the audience’s attention and earning laughs. Bottrell began his one-man show consisting of a series of stories about his life that, while appearing to be individual, were, in the end, connected and universal.
The Frogs with Nathan Lane presented an outstanding new adaptation, and judging from the packed theater and accolades, Lane is again celebrated for his superb gifts of humor and narration.
From the onset, Cold Feet was saucy with an eccentric style of humor, bizarre characters like Shelly the orangutan with her goofy grunts and screams, and off-the-wall skits. Laughs were guaranteed through the sequences of impudence, knee-slapping silliness, physical comedy, parody, surrealism, and wordplay.
Tonight’s Disco Daydream was an immersive fun-fete celebrating the universal quest for elusive love and where it might be found. The cast touched hearts and drew inspiration from an empathetic audience that sighed at hints of romance, camaraderie, and reminiscences of disco’s glory days. The music never stopped in this story of love and tragedy as it unfolded through incredible dance routines, driving music, humor, charm, and physicality.
The troupe aptly expressed the story with its twists and turns, plot and subplots, and its sojourn into the supernatural world of the night forest. We were indeed transported into the supernatural moonlit dreamscape of fairies. We experienced the mystical, love potions, and the droll interactions of humans and pixies.
Seinfeld launched into a routine about the way New Yorkers speak. “You can live ‘in’ the city, but you live ‘on’ Long Island. You can live ‘in’ The Hamptons, but you don’t live ‘on’ them.” But he didn’t stop there, and the theatergoers loved it.
As the show unwound, it was like a fun family reunion picnic of Saturday Night Live, Second City Television, and a dash of Uncle Floyd, where everyone takes turns showing what they can do to make everyone smile and better off than when they arrived.
A refreshing comedy show of newly minted comics, the latest graduates from the Women Only Stand-Up took the stage in a talent scout’s comic store dream come true.
Porter revises the tragic comedy of The Life, a story of the world’s oldest profession based out of Times Square in NYC in the 70s.
Amanda Green and Friends opened the show with a monologue of suggestive and comical jokes, which brought the crowd’s enthusiasm to a roar, and she followed with a song from her long list of repertoire. She has a pleasant voice and throws in just enough indecent words to keep you laughing. Green told the audience she had written all the lyrics for the songs that were performed during the evening, so her special talents were on display for over an hour by the various guests who shared her words.