Submitted by Jennifer Williams, Feb 3, 2007 13:32

The only thing that got me through to the end of this tired, overwrought and banal musical was that I kept pretending it was Germany, 1891 and I was, as an audience member, part of the avant garde, the cutting edge, the radical chic.

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