Tweed, in light of his performance-superstar status, was of course invited to the premiere of Legally Blonde: The Musical last night at the Palace. The piece was entertaining enough, if not a total cookie-cutter of a musical. But what struck me more was a revelation I had; a deep dark secret that I've kept bottled up for long enough. Are you ready? Okay. Here goes ...
Despite my eloquent and insightful rants and raves about crap musicals, Tweed secretly wants to live in one. That's right: this scholar-intellectual wishes that the beautiful idea of a musical was his true environs. "Why?" I hear you beautiful OJ fans asking, "That seems so not Tweedlee-dee!"
Well, I'll tell you: the musical world is so lovely, romantic, and, most importantly, simple. One doesn't have to worry about different types of people or their emotions--everything is right there on the surface. Legally Blonde was the perfect example: the cheerleaders were superficial ditzes, the black girls were sassy, the gays were impeccably dressed with waxed chests, the lesbian was a raging femi-nazi, and the cute-but-shabby intellectual wore a slightly oversized TWEED coat with suede patches on the elbows. *Sigh*, if only people were that easy to categorize in real life, my universe would be so much easier to comprehend.
Which of course explains my excitement for next seasons slew of new, surefire Broadway hits including L'Chaim to Running the Media and Asians Can't Drive Worth S***: The Musical.