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| - Sexy time... Oh yeah!
Imagine that being purred with a eastern European accent and you've summed up my sentiments.
I'm not a big "show" person. I suffer from a slight case of ADD and cringe when forced to watch lengthy performances on TV, let alone the live version. Actually, I'm kind of famous for ducking out of most live shows early no matter what. Seriously, I don't even know what happens in the third act of Les Miserables - and who really cares? Based on the first two acts and the setting, I figure they all die anyway.
But I digress. Absinthe didn't have me too worried - I had barely gotten off the plane and was whisked away to a Cesar's Palace circus tent. No time to hem and haw about this one. Based on the flea market aesthetic of the outdoor "lobby" (complete with shuffleboard table) and the fact that they're slinging drinks before you even get to your seats, this was already shaping up to be a good night.
As most have already said in their reviews, the show itself is a mixture of comedy, acrobatics and vaudeville. It's definitely not for the uber-conservative crowd that's seeking a Celine Dion-esque experience. Think: pasties, repeated use of the "f word", a sock puppet sex simulation and the slightest peek of a dude's junk. No, I would not take my parents here. Your parents, however, might be into it... it just depends.
From start to finish, I think the show lasts about an hour and a half? Just the right amount of time. I laughed. A lot. And I couldn't keep my eyes off the stage, which is a sign that it's more than enough entertainment for one person.
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