Feb 13, 2006
Twyla Tharp's new Bob Dylan dance-ical has gone from my "wild horses" file (as in, couldn't drag me into the theater) to the "train-wreck" fascination category. Wish I could see it, though if McNulty is right, it might not make it to New York. (I can't figure out what Variety's Steven Oxman really thinks of the show from this uncharacteristically deferential, subdued review.)
UPDATE: The Chronicle's Robert Hurwitt likes it better, and likes even more to show us how well he knows those Dylan lyrics. The San Diego Union-Tribune critic, who likes the show even more, knows her dance better than her Dylan, but can't resist a slightly baffling closing pun.
Posted by Rob Weinert-Kendt at 11:48 AM