Billy Masters
Windy City Times
November 24, 2009
“I thank you for the wonderful life you’ve given me and my family. Oh my goodness, what a time we’ve had. Who knew you could get so rich by telling a few dirty jokes and saying ‘fuck’ a couple of times!”–Bette Midler muses on the secret of her long, successful career. Trust me, Bette–if that’s all it took, Bob Saget would be a national treasure!
I don’t believe there’s a more perfect marriage between performer and city than Bette Midler and Las Vegas. She is, without a doubt, one of our greatest living entertainers. I finally paid homage to the “Divine Miss M” in Las Vegas, where she’s finishing up a two-year run at The Colosseum at Caesars Palace. Sure, she has all the trappings of a great Vegas show–leggy showgirls, a fabulous band, back-up singers, sets, costumes and videos. But, ultimately, it all comes down to one obscenely talented little wisp of a woman who takes the audience hostage for 90 minutes with barely any off-stage time–aside from some of the quickest costume changes this side of the Mississippi. Dancing, acting, running, and singing–LIVE! Yes, all live. Remember when people did that? Bette does. “The Showgirl Must Go On” is extraordinary, and anyone who hasn’t seen it better plan a trip to Nevada before she pulls up stakes at the end of January.
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