Frommer's Las Vegas 2004
Frommer's Las Vegas 2004
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CHAPTER 10 . LAS VEGAS AFTER DARK<br />
of gambling, dining, and cavorting. Then again, we are rather surprised he’s still<br />
just an afternoon gig. One day, someone is going to wise up and move him to<br />
the big time, and his ticket prices will move up too. So catch him while he’s still<br />
a bargain. 3475 <strong>Las</strong> <strong>Vegas</strong> Blvd. S (in Harrah’s). & 800/427-7247. Tickets $17 (plus tax).<br />
Tues–Sat 1 and 3pm.<br />
Mamma Mia! We applaud Mandalay Bay for continuing to try to offer genuine<br />
theater options for <strong>Vegas</strong> patrons. Their first attempt was a production of the<br />
revival of Chicago (we can only imagine the business it would have done post-2003<br />
Oscars!), and this charming and fluffy show is their second. It seems even better<br />
suited for <strong>Vegas</strong> audiences, since it’s all-ages, innocuous, and promotes much clapping<br />
and dancing. There is little of substance in the story, a loose narrative created<br />
solely for the purposes of bringing the many, many hit songs of the Swedish ’70s<br />
wonder group ABBA to the stage. Don’t get us wrong; it’s quite cute, as a young<br />
woman on the eve of her wedding, longing for the father she never knew to be a<br />
part of her present happiness, brings the three men who are the most likely biological<br />
daddy to her Greek island home, forcing her long independent mother to<br />
face up to her past and make choices for the future. Some of the songs fit better<br />
than others, but all are sung with the appropriate breezy joy. We want to shake the<br />
director when we witness all too many broad gestures and pointless scamperings<br />
during the rare moments of dialogue, but the cast is earnest and those darn Swedes<br />
wrote songs that we have to admit, 30 years on, are still mighty infectious. 3950 <strong>Las</strong><br />
<strong>Vegas</strong> Blvd. S. (in Mandalay Bay). & 702/632-7777. www.mandalaybay.com. Tickets $65 and $85<br />
plus tax. Mon, Wed, Thurs 7pm; Fri 8pm; Sat 7 and 10:30pm; Sun 5 and 9:30pm.<br />
Penn & Teller Moments The most intelligent show in <strong>Vegas</strong>, as these two—<br />
magicians? Illusionists? Truth-tellers? BS artists? Tell you what, let’s settle<br />
on geniuses—put on 90 minutes of, yes, magic and juggling, but also acerbic<br />
comedy, mean stunts, and great quiet beauty. Looking like two characters out of<br />
Dr. Seuss, big loud Penn and smaller quiet Teller (to reduce them to their basic<br />
characteristics) perform magic, reveal the secrets behind a few major magic tricks,<br />
discuss why magic is nothing but a bunch of lies, and then turn around and show<br />
why magic is as lovely an art form as any other. We won’t tell you much about<br />
the various tricks and acts, for fear of ruining punch lines, but watching Teller<br />
fish money out of an empty glass aquarium or play with shadows is to belie Penn’s<br />
earlier caveats about learning how tricks are done—it doesn’t ruin the wonder of<br />
it, not at all, nor the serenity that settles in your <strong>Vegas</strong>-sensory-overload brain.<br />
3700 W. Flamingo (in the Rio Hotel). & 888/746-7784. Tickets $65. Wed–Mon 9pm.<br />
Second City Improv Second City is the Chicago-based comedy group that<br />
spawned not only SCTV but some of the best modern-day comics (such as Gilda<br />
Radner, John Belushi, Martin Short, and Mike Myers). This is an improv and<br />
sketch-comedy show, with cast members performing stunts similar to those you<br />
might have seen on Whose Line Is It Anyway?—you know, taking suggestions<br />
from the audience and creating bizarre little skits and such out of them, all of it<br />
done at lightning speed with wit and a wink. Some of it can turn R-rated, so be<br />
careful bringing the kids, but do not hesitate to see it yourself. And join in—any<br />
improv group is only as good as the material fed it (so remember, there’s only so<br />
much a group can do with jokes about sex and vomiting, especially if every single<br />
audience thinks that would be funny material with which to work). One of<br />
the best values and highest-quality shows in <strong>Vegas</strong>. In The Flamingo <strong>Las</strong> <strong>Vegas</strong>, 3555<br />
<strong>Las</strong> <strong>Vegas</strong> Blvd. S. & 800/732-2111. Tickets $30 (excluding tax). Sun–Mon 8pm; Tues and<br />
Thurs–Sat 8 and 10:30pm.