Actually, Mr. Floozy likes two musical -- Chess and The Music Man. Those are the only two exceptions. When I want to make my husband cry, I belt out show tunes. It is my best defense mechanism.
Over the years, my love for musicals has faded. They really did begin to sound tinny and predictable to me, too. There will always be a part of me that loves musicals. Even the truly horrible ones like The Phantom of the Opera and Cats. Just kidding. I always hated Cats.
When we were planning our trip to London, I mentioned that there was one musical that I was dying to see -- Matilda -- based on the classic book by Roald Dahl, and music and lyrics by Tim Minchin. TIM MINCHIN. Tim Minchin -- Australian comedian slash musician -- is one of my favorite entertainers. His song 'Prejudice' is a family fave because of all the 'gingers' that live in the Floozy household. So, Mr. Floozy said, OKAY, I will go to a musical with you because I love you and really don't' want you to start singing showtunes in a screechy Bernadette Peters voice until you get your way. I didn't buy tickets beforehand because we wouldn't know Mr. Floozy's work schedule until we were in London for a few days. (Mr. Floozy was there for work and I was there for fun.) As soon as we were sure that he had Friday night off, I walked around London until I serendipitously found a discount theatre ticket booth. The nice lady told me that Matilda was sold out, but mollified me by calling the box office 'just in case.' And guess what. We got tickets. Two tickets were miraculously available. I took it as a sign that I should embrace the cheesiness of musicals once again in my life.
And Matilda was great! So funny. The man who played Trunchbull was hysterical. Lookie.
They were selling t-shirts out by the snack bar that read, 'Children are Maggots.' At some point in the play, it is revealed that the children's school's motto is Bambinatum est Maggitum, which is fake-funny Latin for 'Children are Maggots.' (Even though I used to be a Latin major, my Latin is shot, so I asked my cool bro-in-law who is a Classics professor to confirm that it was fake-funny Latin and not real Latin.)
It was too stitchable of a phrase to resist. This would be cute in a baby's nursery, don't you think?
Children are maggots.
Mr. Floozy enjoyed Matilda as well, but made sure that I knew that he still did not approve of musicals in general.
I am thinking of subjecting him to another musical soon. What are your recommendations? Don't say Cats.