many scenes too rude to mention
Monty Python’s SPAMALOT Tickets Go on Sale
By Jill Kuraitis, 10-08-07
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Just ask a husband to go to a performance of “My Fair Lady” and note his facial expression, which will be universal for “oh please no don’t make me.”
Then ask him to accompany you to Monty Python’s SPAMALOT, the musical based on the film “Monty Python and the Holy Grail”, and see what you get. My musical-loathing guy said yes.
If yours isn’t quite convinced, tell him there will be flatulent Frenchmen, killer rabbits, and a legless knight, live on stage.
The musical play which tells the tale of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table and their quest for the Holy Grail plays in Boise at the Morrison Center October 30th to November 3rd. Tickets are available by calling (208) 426-1110 or through IdahoTickets.
The script and song lyrics are by Eric Idle, one of the members of the legendary comedy troupe Monty Python – which pretty much guarantees enough rude silliness to send you home with an ache in your side.
In New York, SPAMALOT has been sold out since it opened in March 2005, and it’s still the hottest ticket in town. It won three 2005 Tony Awards including Best Musical and Best Director (Mike Nichols), as well as the Drama Desk and Outer Critics Circle awards for Best Musical.
Mike Nichols has been acclaimed as one of the great American directors in film, theater and television. He has won the Academy Award and eight Tony Awards. He recently received the Directors’ Guild of America Award for Lifetime Achievement as well as a DGA Award for the direction of the HBO adaptation of Angels in America.
If you can finish this line – “Your muzzer was a hamstair, and your fadder smelt of………..” I’d get on that ticket phone real soon now.
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