Once again, I'm thrilled to invite another guest poster to Broadway Abridged, this time it's legendary West End producer Michael Codron!
Hi folks,
In a recent Guardian article, I was quoted as having a "flash of anger" towards bloggers who review shows before their opening night. I said:
Now in the great olden days, Broadway previews...
Yes.
Does that make me an old fuddy duddy jackass?
Oh. Yes. It fucking does.
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Hi folks,
In a recent Guardian article, I was quoted as having a "flash of anger" towards bloggers who review shows before their opening night. I said:
"It's almost invariably reactionary responses. They're the modern equivalent of the lot that used to boo the plays in the 50s and 60s. I think they're ghastly."This has annoyed more than a few bloggers, so I thought I'd elaborate, with a focus on Broadway because who knows what those London Looneys are doing.
Now in the great olden days, Broadway previews...
- Were rusty.
- Couldn't be seen by critics, not till opening night. Literally.
- Were sold for cheaper because, again, they were rusty.
- Actually they weren't *that* rusty, because of this ancient artifact called "Out of Town Tryouts".
- They're still pretty rusty.
- Hell, they're even rustier. Half of us have done away with out-of-town tryouts. It's a budgeting issue, but I like to blame this one on the bloggers "out of town reviewing habits" too.
- We dutifully ignore the Wicked producers who swear it wouldn't be running without them having done out-of-towns.
- Critics still can't see them until literally opening ni--
Well, until about a week before opening night. - They are now just as expensive as the regular, non-rusty performances.
- Telecharge and theater box offices make it pretty hard to even differentiate which ones are preview.
- Telecharge even list the upcoming previews as "upcoming performances".
- The chances that a show skips out of town, starts previews horribly, and end up Pulitzer and Tony award winning aren't that good.
- But I still like to whine and bitch.
Yes.
Does that make me an old fuddy duddy jackass?
Oh. Yes. It fucking does.