Weeds, Season 4 will be released on DVD on June 2nd. This excites me, as Weeds is pretty much my favorite show, ever. Since I don't have Showtime at school, I have missed all of Season 4. Looks like June will be a busy month of apartment hunting, getting ready to move, and catching up on Weeds!
Okay, so this would be the Mama Who Bore Me Reprise. It seems relatively normal, minus the RANDOM ASS SHEETS ON THE SET. I'm sorry, what?
And here we have The Bitch of Living (yes, I got my blog title from this song). Hmm. Apparently the rickety desk chairs from EVERY OTHER PRODUCTION weren't relevant enough to 1890's Germany. Instead, how about we use light up disco cubes! Perfect! Honestly, I've heard that the yellow cube is a bit of a diva. She rarely stage doors, and says nasty things about her fans :-) Just for comparison's sake, let's look at the NORMAL BOL staging...
Yeah, I can see where that would be problematic for 1891. Better update it! Moving on...
This must be Those You've Known. Hmm. Not only do my two dead friends come back to haunt me, we now participate in awkward dance moves. Awesome. And weird.



"Suddenly, Seymour is standing beside me...." 
I haz a bucket! Seriously though, nowhere in the original production is a bucket used. Or relevant. Why does Ilse have a bucket? I don't understand.
"Here, Martha. Take this butter knife and stab your pillow, pretending it's your abusive father!" Seriously though, it looks like Martha is about to kill Ilse, which is just weird.
And all shall know the wonder. I will sing the song of purple...TOGAS?! What?! So we've gone from 1891 Germany to 1970's America (disco cubes) to ANCIENT GREECE? This makes no sense, whatsoever. But because that isn't laughworthy enough, here is my favorite new addition to the cast of Spring Awakening. Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce you to...
ILSEBABY! Really? Ilse legitimately carries around a doll for all of her scenes. Why? Oh, because we need to represent her lost childhood! Because you know, there aren't SUBTLE, SYMBOLIC ways to do that, such as...I don't know...maybe through her songs? This is, after all, musical theater. But no, let's take the symbolism literally, and have her carry around a plastic baby doll. Clap. Clap. Clap. Go Budapest.
Also, apparently there are numerous casts, and one of the Moritzes has corn rows. Sweet. So the moral of the story is that I need to get to Budapest, stat, so I can see this. Road trip Term III, anyone?
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