From wedding to divorce in one hour? Hey, it’s Vegas.
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It’s clearly not about production values, as a hand-held camera follows four magicians around the interior of your standard-issue Las Vegas apartment.
If you get to “X Burlesque” early, there’s a preshow video in which Howard Stern asks the same question I always used to ask. “Who goes to burlesque shows?”
Don’t think you can just pay 10 bucks for the new DVD of Terry Fator’s Mirage show and save the other $65 on a show ticket because it’s going to be the same thing.
If you write a song about Las Vegas, you gotta go big.
If you wonder why Criss Angel’s arm’s in a stylish black sling, or why the show title has changed from “Believe” to “Magicjam” for the next month or so, he shows us “eight seconds of pretty gross stuff” to explain it.
Criss Angel has escaped building implosions and hung from helicopters by hooks in his back. So returning to the relative safety of his home stage at Luxor is no problem, with just one caveat: “I just can’t fall.”
Judy Craymer nods toward a “Mamma Mia!” poster on the wall of the Tropicana Las Vegas VIP suite that hosted her visit last week.
What’s the difference between a “locals” show and a “tourist” show? “Pawn Shop Live!” helps us figure it out. The real line of demarcation is how feasible it is to catch a buzz at 4 p.m.
Olivia Newton-John was just a pen stroke away from signing a deal to perform at the Flamingo when her sister was diagnosed with brain cancer last year.
“I forgot what a weird job I have,” says Enoch Augustus Scott.
Former showgirls return to help longest-running show in town say goodbye to its first 32 years.
New entertainment complex plans to be more club, less concert hall in its bookings.
Tired of waiting for a “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies” movie? There’s a Las Vegas show which at least offers a taste of how “Cabaret”-with-zombies would mash up.
So what did they say when the Titanic set sail? “See you in a few weeks?” The Titanic we all know on the Strip sinks one more time, the last voyage for the version of Bally’s “Jubilee!” we all grew up on.
It’s not Elayne Kramer’s fault.
The good news-bad news is that The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas has created something different, to the point that it doesn’t seem to have it all sorted out yet.
“Raiding the Rock Vault,” a merrily over-the-top history of classic rock, opens for a second year at the Las Vegas Hotel on Friday, with a few changes in the lineup and content, and more support from its host property.
Scott Lewis’ book wasn’t called “How to Get Rich in Las Vegas Show Business.” It was called “The Hypnosis Treatment Option.”
Yes, the show is called “Panda!” And huggable, roly-poly pandas you get, from the moment they come bouncing down the aisles to kick off the opening acrobatics in their bamboo forest.
Broadway musicals have been about the only thing (besides concert headliners) to challenge Cirque du Soleil on the Strip. Now Cirque has hired the guy who brought a lot of them to town to create some Broadway musicals of its own.
If you need no introduction to Bill Fayne, you may already have tickets for “A Love Story” this afternoon.
Kevin Lepine’s “Hypnosis Unleashed” recently celebrated a year in the cozy showroom at Hooters Hotel, no small achievement at a place that’s faced its larger struggles and hasn’t been able to offer much support.
Meat Loaf will never be confused with Britney Spears. Maybe that’s the point.
Derrick Barry owes his career to Britney Spears. So I knew the female impersonator would hang on any word she had to say about him.