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Pussy Star 

Rewritten play could still use another rewrite

Before video, and way before DVDs, dirty ol' men and chronic sexual adolescents over voting age, bent on keeping their hand in with the "love connection", frequented sleazy movie theatres known as Porno Palaces. Every movie had its "dramatic" moments before its inevitable bump and grunt, passion-free finale. Ohh, the mental anguish there had to have been in those wankeries before video and DVD fast-forwarding. Pussy Star, the musical (?) (formerly known as Star Baby before shutting down early in its run for a re-write) is unfortunately too much like those soft-core porno flicks' enervating "dramatic" lead-ins or lead -ons. Mr. Wooden, a 40-year old virginal music teacher - a telephone call box could best him for vitality and sex appeal - is seemingly doomed to giving singing lessons to randy school girls (oh-oh) and being hen-pecked by an over-sexed house-wife fixated on getting preggers. Suddenly and inexplicably, he finds himself chosen as the singing coach of a female poptart named Pussy Star, who, after some embarrassing nonsense with minions wearing dog collars and leashes, deems Mr. Wooden to be rock star material. Huh? Ten minutes into this dysfunctional production, I was reaching for the fast forward button.

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