Last night I did one of the more adventurous things I’ve done in the past two years here. I was doing some
Facebook stalking researching and came across the “Holy Shit, Batman Returns!” Epic Win Burlesque Show that was featured in Time Out New York, among other places. It seemed like the right mix of nerdy, risque and unique, so I sent the link to Dave in an email with a subject line that said “let’s go to this!” He responded within 4 seconds, and I forwarded it to another friend from TNSMDGC. He and his girlfriend were in too, as was Adam, so the five of us had a few beers at my place and then took a cab over to get in line for standby tickets. After a nail-biting 45 minutes, we were seated.
The show was hosted by two guys who introduced each girl, gave random pieces of Batman trivia, and awkwardly did a rap at intermission with a puppet. Anyways, the “opening act” was a go-go dancer who was decked out in bat-wing pasties and a cape. I felt pretty dirty watching her, since people were still filing in to their seats, getting drinks, putting dollar bills in her skirt, etc. Once the girls backstage were ready, the two hosts introduced each act with some trivia knowledge about each villain that the next act would be “interpreting.”
I don’t remember the order of the acts, but I do know that my favorites were Poison Ivy, Robin, and the Joker. There were appearances by the Penguin, Mr. Freeze, Black Mask and Clayface. The boys were expecting a thinly-veiled narrative throughout the show, but we all agreed later that the premise of the show was closer to “put on this Batman-themed costume and strip.” The props changed from act to act, but they ultimately all ended in some pastie twirling. The show itself was pretty entertaining; what I found most awkward was the audience. I know the slideshow above isn’t comprised of the most high-quality photos, but that isn’t because I had to take pictures on the sly. People in the audience were blatantly taking photographs on their Canons, flash and all! I found it suuuuper awkward to see the guy in front of me zooming in as far as he could. I guess the performers are comfortable with it, and the pictures are online if you care to Google, but I assumed it was like any other show – no photography allowed. After intermission, Dave & Adam were making some “flash photography” jokes that involved me showing my bits & pieces for a photo op.
After the show, we went out for another drink or two, sang along to some Billy Joel songs, and headed home around one or two. On the overall it was a pretty tame night, but I thoroughly enjoyed doing something besides the pregame-bar-Papaya Dog routine.