re: #168 Dr Lizardo

So, today I was puttering around downtown in a junk store and lo and behold, lookie what I found!

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An original 1977 pressing. I couldn’t believe my luck, LOL. And flawless - not a scratch on it. The woman who runs the junk store said she’d had it for quite some time; no one here had ever heard of “Meat Loaf” (aside from the main course). So I got it for about $2.75.

Took it home and blasted it, LOL.

They made a musical out of BOOH. I heard some songs that they played during the commercial sounded like the muzak version.

It made me sad.

Apparently, it is getting good reviews (yes, this is a good review):

Making his UK debut, Polec conceals in his thin, constantly topless frame an immense voice. He’s supported by a uniformly excellent cast - particularly Danielle Steers as Zahara, one of Strat’s pack, and Sharon Sexton as Falco’s wife Sloane providing comic relief.

A giant lattice lurches over the audience in Bausor’s mighty set, a huge Trump-style skyscraper soars into the flytower. Everything is in lurid colours, but smeared in post-apocalyptic grime, like a comic book come to life. Although set in the future, in many ways this feels old-fashioned, like a huge 1980s arena gig, intensified by Patrick Woodroffe’s blazing lighting.

Every moment of awful dialogue (Steinman can write songs, but is pretty weak on character) is a moment when the huge cast is not bashing out some awesome ballad, and the show occasionally suffers for it. The badly balletic choreography - huge lines of dancers all flapping their hands - looks messy and childlike.

But for its shortcomings, this extraordinarily silly production - like Rocky Horror in its self-awareness - is proof that a few stonking songs can sustain a show, and can bring a theatre and its audience thrillingly alive. Bonkers it may be but, hell, it’s pretty brilliant too.