Billy Crystal tells the stories of his youth, growing up in the jazz world of Manhattan, his teenage years, and finally adulthood. The Tony Award-winning show is a funny and poignant exploration of family and fate, loving and loss.
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In 700 Sundays, legendary comedian and actor Billy Crystal tells the stories of his youth, growing up in the jazz world of Manhattan, his teenage years, and finally adulthood. The Tony Award-winning show is a funny and poignant exploration of family and fate, loving and loss.Written by
If you're a fan of the film "Mr. Saturday Night", Mr. Crystal's self-indulgent portrayal of a mediocre TV comedian, then you might love this. Otherwise, if you want amusing reminiscences of childhood, find a monologist who can do this kind of thing well (Jean Shepherd, Bill Cosby) without resorting to profanities, vulgarity, or overly maudlin histrionics. Crystal has some amusing, touching moments in this nostalgic look back at his childhood, but these moments are too often padded out with tacky jokes about flatulence, foul-mouthed relatives, and many, many references to his private parts. Maybe these remarks are intended to be shocking, but a man in his sixties bragging about his once-glorious equipment sounds pathetic, like the male version of "Sunset Boulevard"'s Norma Desmond's obsession with her faded beauty. All too often, these attempts at humor not only become tiresome, but overshadow the more poignant moments of the show, which deal with Crystal's late father. Those moments, while sad, are somewhat undone by Crystal's explosive emoting; he really needed better direction during the more dramatic passages.
Besides the excessive, tiresome vulgarity, there's the tendency Crystal has to mug shamelessly several times during the show; the habit he has of striking a pose and grinning coyly at the camera, as if to ask the audience, "I'm so cute, ain't I?" is just obnoxious. Again, maybe some better direction and reining in of Crystal's ego could have made this a better show.
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