DIE, MOMMIE, DIE!

Critics

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90 %

Reviews: 5

Audience

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Reviews: 0

Celebration Theatre and JohnMichael Beck present Charles Busch's campy noir classic, DIE, MOMMIE, DIE!, starring the hilarious Drew Droege (Bright Colors and Bold Patterns, Chloe, Logo's Cocktails & Classics) as aging Hollywood star Angela Arden. Trapped in a hateful marriage with sleazy film producer Sol and desperate to find happiness with her gorgeous young lover Tony, Angela murders her husband. But when her children, Edith and Lance, discover what she's done, they decide to take revenge! Family secrets are revealed and you'll never see the surprise twist coming. This Greek tragedy on acid is an over-the-top comedy of Gay Hollywood proportions. You won't want to miss this rollicking good time!

Reviews

Rob Stevens

The cast is enjoying themselves and are especially playful with the unfortunate?/lucky? audience members seated on the sidelines of the spacious set. The pace is quick until the exposition heavy final fifteen minutes when surprise revelation after surprise revelation is surprise!—revealed.

sweet - Rob Stevens - Haines His Way - ...read full review


Travis Michael Holder

Just at a time when the world seems to be going completely nuts, the victimless madness of Charles Busch could not be more welcome. Entering from her Beverly Hills estate's garden apologizing to all in attendance for being “up to my elbows in manure,” Drew Droege as fading movie queen Angela Arden immediately takes Busch's classic role and makes it his own. Where Busch's deadpan Eve Arden-style performances have always been acerbic and dry as the Mojave, exhibiting his unearthly ability to somehow circumvent the comedic pratfalls which he himself wrote into his own roles, Droege could not be more blatantly campy, like a Zolpidem-sedated Ruby Keeler in her geriatric years playing Baby Jane Hudson while wearing Joan Crawford's real-life wardrobe.

sweet - Travis Michael Holder - TicketHolders LA - ...read full review


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Director Ryan Bergman stages the piece as a merry sendup of all the clichés of Old Hollywood, and he has assembled a terrific cast of skilled farceurs. Droege's comedy timing is so formidable it's almost scary, and he can bring down the house with lines that are only moderately amusing. It's true that much of what he does is mugging — but it's mugging of a high and eloquent order. DeTrinis is equally adept at this comic skill, and the rest of the ensemble provide strong and loyal support on Pete Hickok's pastel and faux marble set.

sweet - Neal Weaver - ...read full review


Steven Stanley

No one spoofs Hollywood movie genres better than Charles Busch and no intimate theater company does more consistently topnotch work than Celebration Theater. Put them together and you've got a ticket to Angela Arden heaven.

sweet - Steven Stanley - Stage Scene LA - ...read full review


Dan Berkowitz

Die, Mommie, Die! is a curiosity, an old-fashioned example of gay theatre on the cusp of change. It's arch, it's stylish, and though it relies on the same camp sensibility as shows such as Women Behind Bars, its carefully-constructed artifice reminds one more of Oscar Wilde than Tom Eyen. If the reaction of the opening night audience is any indication, it should have a wilde-ly successful run at Celebration Theatre.

sweet-sour - Dan Berkowitz - The Los Angeles Post - ...read full review


Rob Stevens

The cast is enjoying themselves and are especially playful with the unfortunate?/lucky? audience members seated on the sidelines of the spacious set. The pace is quick until the exposition heavy final fifteen minutes when surprise revelation after surprise revelation is surprise!—revealed.

sweet - Rob Stevens - Haines His Way - ...read full review


Travis Michael Holder

Just at a time when the world seems to be going completely nuts, the victimless madness of Charles Busch could not be more welcome. Entering from her Beverly Hills estate's garden apologizing to all in attendance for being “up to my elbows in manure,” Drew Droege as fading movie queen Angela Arden immediately takes Busch's classic role and makes it his own. Where Busch's deadpan Eve Arden-style performances have always been acerbic and dry as the Mojave, exhibiting his unearthly ability to somehow circumvent the comedic pratfalls which he himself wrote into his own roles, Droege could not be more blatantly campy, like a Zolpidem-sedated Ruby Keeler in her geriatric years playing Baby Jane Hudson while wearing Joan Crawford's real-life wardrobe.

sweet - Travis Michael Holder - TicketHolders LA - ...read full review


Avatar

Director Ryan Bergman stages the piece as a merry sendup of all the clichés of Old Hollywood, and he has assembled a terrific cast of skilled farceurs. Droege's comedy timing is so formidable it's almost scary, and he can bring down the house with lines that are only moderately amusing. It's true that much of what he does is mugging — but it's mugging of a high and eloquent order. DeTrinis is equally adept at this comic skill, and the rest of the ensemble provide strong and loyal support on Pete Hickok's pastel and faux marble set.

sweet - Neal Weaver - ...read full review


Steven Stanley

No one spoofs Hollywood movie genres better than Charles Busch and no intimate theater company does more consistently topnotch work than Celebration Theater. Put them together and you've got a ticket to Angela Arden heaven.

sweet - Steven Stanley - Stage Scene LA - ...read full review


Dan Berkowitz

Die, Mommie, Die! is a curiosity, an old-fashioned example of gay theatre on the cusp of change. It's arch, it's stylish, and though it relies on the same camp sensibility as shows such as Women Behind Bars, its carefully-constructed artifice reminds one more of Oscar Wilde than Tom Eyen. If the reaction of the opening night audience is any indication, it should have a wilde-ly successful run at Celebration Theatre.

sweet-sour - Dan Berkowitz - The Los Angeles Post - ...read full review