Audience participation is key to a good show and the men on stage know it. Be prepared for a deafening evening of women shouting, screaming, and laughing out loud. I brought my mother who's in her 60s and it gave her a lot to reflect on her wild days and how much each generation of women have become more liberal with their expression.
In the words of my mother, "it's good to know that women can come gawk somewhere."
I would totally go back to this show and bring some friends. Friends with cocktails will make this show even better!
I laughed out loud at all the stereotypes that women love and the skits covered. Men in uniform, men being romantic and sensitive, men bare chested and playing the guitar singing ballads. My favorite was the men with the mops. That's hot!
The ripping off the shirts got old by the time the show ended but I guess there's only so much a dude can do. It's not like you have stockings and gloves and garter belts to seductively strip off.
The choreography was notably clompy. It wasn't like watching the men of Alvin Ailey Dance troupe where they're graceful and masculine. This was masculine and well.... clompy. But maybe with the audience, this kind of clompy is best interpreted as super buff dudes flexing the muscles to the music.