At a somewhat less loud and obscenity filled point in the proceedings, we noticed sounds and pictures coming from our big-screen Netflix and DVD watcher. I were confused, but Sweetheart, who possesses a memory, and far more patience than her idiot husband, told me "That's the local news, honey. And hush, I want to see this!"
The "this" she was referring to was a commercial for "Bring It On, the Musical", soon to be playing in town. Singing, Dancing, Tumbling, Stretcher-Bringing, live on stage! The Colors, the Lights, the... Ummm, I can't claim to have seen it, I tend to avoid films not made by Mel Brooks, Christopher Guest, or starring Unnameable Horrors and Eldritch Cetaceans, but wasn't this a movie once, Singing, Dancing, Tumbling, and through the magic of special effects, no Stretcher-Bringing? Colors, Lights, Seizures?
This was not a stretch, goddammit. Let's take a musical film and do a Musical! It would be like making Rent the Musical, Based on the Movie!**
I want to see these production companies take on a challenge - Reservoir Dogs, the Musical, Aria sung by Keitel! Andrew Lloyd Webber's Inception! Undefeated, in Mime (the only way I could stand to listen to that snowbilly lunatic)! You are professionals, with backing, experience, and technical expertise. Stretch your horizons!
*See the URL. Simple Little Electrician. I take electrical energy and convert it, through switching paths and devicing, to mechanical energy. That is to say, I take sparky thingys and make other whatsits go whirr, spinspinspin, hammerhammerhammer, boom. You show me a printed circuit board and I go looking for someone to give money to.
**Kidding, that would never happen.***
***See What I never mind.