From the editor
I MENTIONED last week that I was off to New York and, all being well, that’s where I am as you read this. Deadlines and time difference being what they are, I’m not able yet to report on the reception for the Australian Ballet’s Swan Lake at the David H. Koch Theatre: indeed, if you are up early enough today the first performance may still be on as we speak. I hope I’m having a really good time, and will let you know later. Instead, as they say on cooking shows, here is something I prepared earlier. Obviously I am in NYC on a busman’s holiday and am packing in as many shows as possible. Because of that I’ve been taking a closer interest than usual in Broadway prices, which tend to the astronomical. It was reported recently that for the Broadway season just finished (the thespian year ends in May), boxoffice receipts were at a record high of about $US1.1 billion ($1.12bn). This wasn’t because more and more people were attending the theatre. No, it’s because prices are so high, including the now usual practice of having a nice number of premium — ultra-premium — priced seats for those well-heeled enough not to have to book in advance. Top price for the just-closed Death of a Salesman, which starred Philip Seymour Hoffman and was a hotter-than-hot ticket, was $US499, now more than 500 of our fine Aussie dollars. And it’s not even a musical (at least I’m pretty sure it wasn’t the song-anddance version.) Supply and demand is the name of the game, and one does wonder when it may catch on in the land of Oz. While speaking of Broadway, let’s hope there’s plenty of demand for the upcoming revival of Annie, to star our very own Anthony Warlow making his Great White Way debut as Daddy Warbucks. We salute you.