This week:
Thirty-Four More Times the Fun
Finally, a reward.
While many people understandably fled the toxic cesspool that is X because of its new direction under joined the virtual line to buy tickets to the first performance of Audra McDonald’s just-announced production of Gypsy. It’s almost as if Audra knew: “You might be feeling alienated that the Pope is just willy-nilly using gay slurs in meetings, so as a gift to you, I, the greatest musical theater performer of our lifetime, will be performing the greatest musical theater role ever written.”
Anyway, I got tickets. Hours later the Trump verdict was read. Aside from the hit on my credit card bill, a good day!
He’s at It Again
This week, Jerry Seinfeld, a person who has complained about woke culture ruining comedy while on a press tour for his *check notes* Netflix movie about Pop-Tarts, apparently had more to say!
Seinfeld misses “dominant masculinity,” he said on Bari Weiss’ podcast. “I like a real man.” Ah, yes:
I am once again asking why extremely rich people speak. If I had all that money, I would be on a yacht, drinking pina coladas, and eating pigs in a blanket at every meal. What I would not be doing is making movies about Pop-Tarts, and what I simply would never be doing is speaking.
What to watch this week:
Clipped: Ed O’Neill plays scandal-ridden LA Clippers owner Donald Sterling. That casting! (Tues. on Hulu)
In a Violent Nature: You’d never guess by the title, but this movie is quite violent. (Now in theaters)
Below Deck Mediterranean: In which I spend a TV season imagining I’m on a yacht in Europe. (Mon. on Bravo)
What to skip this week:
Ezra: Hoo boy, is this a sappy mess. (Now in theaters)
Eric: Not a great week for four-letter titles that start with “E.” (Now on Netflix)
