Book of Mormon

It certainly is the funniest show we've seen in many years. Act One is good but Act Two is ridiculously hysterical and brilliant. The "Mormon Hell Dream" sequence leaves you gasping for breath. When you spend so much money for two hours of entertainment, you can either 1) ask yourself why you are doing this and then stop to consider all the starving people in Africa, or 2) say to yourself you do this maybe once a decade and get over it. We're going with 2).

Dialogue entering theater:

(Plot) "Excuse me. Where is the men's room, please?"

(Usher, not looking up from his phone, waving arm) "All the way ovuh."

(Plot swivels around in the huge crowd, trying to locate where the usher is pointing to.)

(Usher) "You're welcome."

(Plot) "Huh? Oh, thank you."

(Usher, as sarcastic as it gets): "It's my supreme pleshuh."

(Plot, who just paid one quarter as much for two tickets as he did for his first car): "No, I don't think it is."

(Usher) "Whatevuh."

(Plot) "In fact, I don't think you care at all. In FACT..."

Plot stops, thinks, shakes head, thinks again, considers shutting up, then does. NewYawk.

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