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Last summer’s season of “America’s Got Talent” became a two-way street for Las Vegas entertainment.

Anyone who may have spotted acclaimed director Julie Taymor exploring Las Vegas theaters a year or so back probably figures now it related to “The Lion King.”

Terry Fator’s book sat on the desk, unread, for weeks.

Do you follow the name or do you follow the star?

Michael Holly has been doing his Internet research on Branson, Mo. “I hear that’s nice,” he says.

There was Joel Murray, his tux as authentic ’60s Rat Pack as the drink and smoke in his hands. “Vegas has changed,” he joked. “You can’t use corporate credit cards for hookers anymore.”

One show closes and two days later, another opens. That’s the natural ebb and flow of Las Vegas entertainment.

You saw it on “Saturday Night Live,” so it must be true. If you think the shows here have it bad, Broadway has it worse.

Crazy Benny. Sounds like a used-car dealer. And with his red fedora, he looks like a guy who hawks them on TV.

Today is your last chance to see “Mamma Mia!” and “Stomp Out Loud,” at least where they are now. “Stomp” may reconvene at the Sahara.