I remember reading about Grand Hotel and Tommy Tune (the two are kind of inseparable) in Dance Magazine.
"That's a show I want to see," I said to myself.
Ballroom dancing, the Roaring Twenties, lots of gooey romance: it was everything I loved as a tween.
When Encores! announced a revival, I jumped at the chance to review it.
Did it hold me in its thrall the way I imagined it would as a youngster?
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The cast of Grand Hotel, The Musical presented by Encores! at New York City Center. Photo by Joan Marcus.
During Grand Hotel, a couple intermittently tangoes through the melee of hustling bellhops, bustling maids, and jostling guests. Their presence appears unseen, but it’s not unfelt because tango, like life, is a study of contrasts. Sinuous stroking and smoldering gazes yield to piercing flicks of the feet and an embrace that can feel like a vise to the follower, imprisoned as she is in the arms of a leader whose affections can swerve from fire to ice during one slinky . . .
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