Things we’re loving: Art Square. Polaroid by Nick Leonard.
Things we’re loving: Kimchee tacos at KoMex. Illustration by Gary Mar.
Before Broadway went and ruined things, theater was firmly entrenched as a den of iniquity — so much that, in Shakespeare’s time, women were forbidden to appear onstage. Nowadays, the vice is mostly playacting. The 2012 Fringe Festival alone contained infanticide, drug dealing, envy, deceit and douchebags. Downtown, <em>The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas</em>’ vice is self-explanatory. <em>Cannibal! The Musical</em> adds “long pig” and implied bestiality to the mix. The Strip is comparatively wholesome, although the simulated sex in Marc Savard’s hypnosis show gets extremely raunchy. <em>Peepshow </em>offers promiscuity while <em>The Price is Right Live</em> promotes avarice (and undignified behavior). Lust is amply served by <em>Fantasy</em> and too many other topless shows to name. Las Vegas Little Theatre’s upcoming <em>Great American Trailer Park Musical </em>(opens July 13) may have hit the sin jackpot. Its litany of lascivious pleasures includes “adultery, drinking, smoking, stripping [and] marker sniffing” … but if your taste runs to worshipping false gods, there’s always Céline Dion. DAVID MCKEE
