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September 22, 2010

We all have our own ideas of heaven. For some, it’s white clouds and harps; for others, an eternal shore of silence. But perhaps you’re one of those souls (and I know you’re out there) who imagine an endless swirl of beautifully bad old movies — a place where the acting is always overripe, the plots as thick as oatmeal and the taste level close to the gutter. If this describes you, paradise awaits you, friend, just south of Houston Street.

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David
Sheward

September 22, 2010

Leave it to Charles Busch to find one more Hollywood genre to lampoon. As author and leading lady in drag, he’s done historical epics ("Vampire Lesbians of Sodom"), summer surf silliness ("Psycho Beach Party"), tragic diva melodrama ("Die Mommie Die!"), exotic ventures to the Far East ("Shanghai Moon"), wartime espionage ("The Lady in Question"), and 1950s anti-Communist propaganda ("Red Scare on Sunset"). Where else could he go but into the convent?

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September 22, 2010

Charles Busch’s The Divine Sister, now at Soho Playhouse under Carl Andress’ direction, can simply be described as campy good fun. It may not be profound, but it’s sure to provoke and provide plenty of laughter.

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Elyse
Sommer

September 23, 2010

Charles Busch was a downtown playwright-drag performer long before he went mainstream with the Broadway hit The Tale of the Allergist’s Wife. Now he has once again written a piece allowing him to return to his drag performance roots.

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September 23, 2010

Despite successful trips to the mainstream — his play “The Tale of the Allergist’s Wife” scored a Tony nomination and “Die, Mommie, Die!” was turned into a movie — Charles Busch is best experienced in small venues. And the 199-seat SoHo Playhouse is a particularly good home for the writer-actor’s latest romp, the kooky nun comedy “The Divine Sister.”

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