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you might jump from bit to bit, from coconuts to Im not dead yet!
And an ending where happiness is predicated on a woman being broken like a horse.
All of which feels just … fine.
And aesthetics can usurp politics.
(Its design and production teams are, notably, overwhelmingly male.
And while much of Porters wit still sparkles, some really doesnt.
Fred-Petruchios macho lament Where Is the Life That Late I Led?
feels like Mambo No.
Therecouldbe more: for comparison, see Ali Strokers recent rendition of I Caint Say No in Oklahoma.
ButKiss Me, Katewants to be something a little more human than pure farce.
Its a brilliant, no-holds-barred (no-holds-Bard?)
Kiss Me, Kateis at Studio 54.
