Yikes - one day off and I feel like a truck hit me!!! One more day off, TODAY, and I'll be rarin' to go into a second week of performances. Got one very nice review from Richmond Shepard on livelyarts - he praised Ludmilla Przk's sparkly costumes (you all remember Ludmilla Przk, don'tcha? from the novel?)...
and one strange and quite quotable review on Broadway.com -- it ended with "someone hire this actress, before we get a sequel!" and finished with JEWISH THIGHS ON BROADWAY by Peggy Orloff -- a tad dyslexic?? (He didn't like Ludmilla Przk's sparkly costumes. Thought they looked leftover from the '80's...) Also he had mis-heard the Romeo and Juliet episode, and thought I had been shot. Thought the parents were "unsupportive". Thought it was memoir, hidden in a pretend fiction, because of my massive insecurity...
mind you, the piece IS littered with "truth" - that really WAS my first NYC apartment.... but there was no English playwright, no Lapinsky, no French conductor, no Heinrich Unlaut, those odd funny little Jews are decidedly NOT my parents (you can ask BK,. who has known MY parents all his life...), no suicide attempts, no changing my name to get roles...
the guy thought Vladimir Lapinsky's staging was "clumsy" - hahahahaha. You all remember Vlad, don'tcha? From the novel? Anyway, it annoyed said unnamed reviewer NO END that I didn't 'fess up that it was all TRUE, and use my own name. If I were going to pretend it was fiction, at least make it more interesting... but I WILL quote him, I most definitely WILL quote him - "a POWERHOUSE performance" -- even if I seemed desperate for attention.
anyhow, thanks all of you wonderful people for paying attention to my desperate little self...