For the devil in you, the devil in me—the fun continues.
A theater company is hosting a Beetlejuice impersonator inside an immersive, pyrotechnic stage experience. Enter the doorway of surreal dinner theater and a screening of the original 1988 film in the after-math.
Call it a second life as the sequel sits in pregnant hiatus, even now—so this is your best chance to celebrate the ghoulish reiteration of it all through this high-camp send-up.
After all, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery as you’re joined by super-fans and horror convention buffs at this bold, theatrical reenactment.
He’s been sleazing around your old VHS graveyard, our heating & cooling professional cum mortgage lender of soul-world real estate and personal house-calls like “The Art of the Deal”—er, “steal”—like all of your flashy, bargain-basement nightmares.
You’d think he was from Texas or Florida—or possibly, Missouri—yet the archetype lives everywhere . . . . .and even New York hosts triple-bill outdoor concerts with Ted Nugent, Deep Purple, and Lynyrd Skynyrd. America, thy name is Styrofoam beer-coolers under the sprawl of bad leisure shoes and a trucker cap snuggled over your eyes.
So come on over, just in time for summer—more fun than a peanut-brittle can springing loose with coiled sand-worms as information can be found at this link:
Last one there is an unlucky STIFF.