Our final review, and it’s great so I don’t even mind that they spelled my name wrong! *laughing*
A quick quote: The Bottom Line: A very gentle, very funny, very silly, very enjoyable evening.
This is the whole review.
And there was even a nice Letter to the Editor of the Lansing State Journal from a couple who saw the show:
If you want to spend an enjoyable evening forgetting about the world’s troubles, catch “Men on Ice” at Williamston Theatre.
Seeing three great actors singing and dancing in snowmobile suits and big rubber boots was hilarious. Thank you,Williamston Theatre, for an entertaining family show.
What a great unexpected bit of praise and publicity! And it’s fun that they called it “Men” on Ice, instead of “Guys” – a LOT of people do that! We’re frequently getting calls for tickets to “Men on Ice” or “The Icemen” or “Guys Out On The Ice”!
Tony Caselli 
Hmm, I wonder why they called it “Men On Ice”? Michigan is the new West Hollywood. Who knew? Strangely enough, after reading that article, I felt the need to buy stock in International Jock and listen to some Judy Garland.
My favorite was last week, when I got a call from a woman who wanted two tickets to “Guys Who Fish”!
Oh, I almost forgot! Last night at intermission I had a woman tell me “I thought this was going to be a play about hockey – I’m so glad it’s not!” Heeehee!
Yeah, Tony!! I wish I could see it. I need some Michigan! Even though they did beat Illinois. Again.
Yep, it’d be fun to have you see a show!
Sorry about that whole Illinois thing…that really wasn’t my fault though, and I’m not taking the blame! *laughing*
Do the seats face the stage?
Some of them…
Gosh darn it…and an apology
Tony, Tony, Tony…
I’ll personally beat the critic I sent to review the show with a soggy program for spelling your name incorrectly – and then take a few lashes myself for not catching it. (Some editor I am, I guess. And yours isn’t the ONLY name that’s wrong, I just noticed.)
With four critics out running around that weekend catching nine shows – and then trying to make deadlines – my worst fears came true.
So please accept a red-faced apology from both the critic and myself. And we’ll do better next time.
(Also, I’ll have the online edition of the review corrected this week.)
Again, sorry about that!
Don
Re: Gosh darn it…and an apology
*laughing*
Don!
Don’t beat him, it was a good review! š I was completely joking – the last thing I’m worried about is how my name is spelled in the review! You guys have nothing to be sorry for – the only reason you should be red-faced is from all that running around you’ve been doing! Please don’t bother correcting the online version, and don’t give the silly typo a second thought!
Geez, if I knew the critics were reading this thing, I would’ve been more careful about what I was joking about! š
Re: Gosh darn it…and an apology
Tony:
You can’t escape us…we’re everywhere and we see EVERYTHING!
Seriously, thanks for being so nice and understanding about our little faux pas, but we in the media have a responsibility to get things correct – the first time.
As I see it, what we’re doing is not simply writing a fleeting account of an event that will be read by a few and quickly discarded into the trash heap of time. Rather, we’re documenting a small piece of history that will live on far longer than any of us will – thanks primarily these days to the internet. So it behooves us to record history correctly.
After all, do you REALLY want some schmoe named Tony Casselli to get credit for your work? Or drive some future historian nuts trying to find other works performed by this mysterious Mr. Casselli?
I know I don’t appreciate it when I find MY name spelled incorrectly somewhere. So I need to give others the same kind of courtesy. (And it’s happened to me far too often, quite frankly. Remind me sometime to tell you about how I once became known as Mr. Calamari in a rather lengthy legal document.)
So while I appreciate you telling me not to bother updating our online edition of the review, it’s too late: I’ve already submitted it for posting tomorrow.
I WILL, however, NOT beat the offending critic as I earlier proposed. Luckily he lives too far away from me to carry out my initial threat!
Don