Friday, December 21, 2007

I laughed I cried it was better than Cats...


Walmartopia! The musical Broadway incarnation of rich urbanites making fun of we rubes in Jesusland! Hilarious, and thought-provoking!
Walmartopia begins with Vicki Latrell, a present day single mom, working at Wal-Mart with her sassy teenage daughter, waiting on that ever-elusive promotion. Whether Vicki fails to climb the management ladder as a result of Wal-Mart’s patriarchal power structure, or because whenever her manager leaves the sales floor she stops working to belt out songs Aretha Franklin-style while her chronically tardy teenage daughter idly complains their boss is a “creepy Christian crypto-fascist,” isn’t clear. After she is denied again during an employee evaluation meeting held at Hooters, however, it becomes a moot point as an angry Vicki catches the radical bug from a philosopher janitor. “He’s hot,” Vicki’s daughter gushes approvingly, “like…Che Guevara!”
Too good to miss at $60.00 a throw. Get thee to the theater for some proper learning! WalMart is bad and dehumanizing, and if you don't believe that, well, you're a "crypto-fascist!" Thank God for such creativity and social conscience--with references to Che!!

NYT review.