This is me apologizing to everyone I’ve ever lived with (mostly you, Mom) for watching this movie every time it pops up on TV.
If you’ve seen any of John Waters’ movies, you know to expect a certain breed of weird misfit comedy that is wonderful and dark and hilarious; Cry-Baby (1990) is one of those movies.
This isn’t a new topic here at P-Mag, but with Carrie Underwood smiling at me from many posters, billboards, and television ads, I can’t help but have The Sound of Music on my mind. (Oh my god Carrie, we GET it.)
Happy New Years, Persephoneers!
At this moment in time, I’m in my pyjamas, sucking lozenges, with a wheatie bag on my chest, and due another dose of paracetamol. In short: Juniper Junior managed three weeks back at school before bringing back a cold.
Maybe it’s because I grew up in a home that banned nearly all contemporary music (including Christian pop, rock, and soul!) except for musicals, but as an adult, I enjoy few things more than watching folks prance across a stage whilst singing. This weekend, I went to see a musical in which prancing is about […]
For us here in the States, we can finally see the weekend on the horizon. I don’t know about you guys, but Thursdays always seems to come simultaneously fast and yet also at the end of a long, horrible tunnel, every week. So I like to lighten the workaday week with a bit of a […]
I love Wicked -the musical, that is. The book has its charms, too, and was obviously a great inspiration for the show, but it’s the latter that holds the keys to my heart. I’ve seen it three times: once in London in 2008, twice in New York in 2010.
Over the holidays, I was smacked in the face with memories based around my high school theatre experiences. My family visited the Cole Porter Room at the Indiana Historical Society, and I started having flashbacks to my days as a sophomore on the set of Anything Goes.