Remember when the UK was agog (and the webosphere) with Daniel Radcliffe’s not so throbbing, but nude, member (this whole thing makes me throw up a little in my mouth since I’m old enough to be Radcliffe’s mother and the idea of the little wizard of the boy wizard dangling out there is a bit disturbing) on stage in Equus? Well, it’s coming to Broadway. Get your tickets now, you Potter fans (or Equus fans).
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snortle (snort crossed with chortle) haha – oh my. I’m a little scared as to who will be buying tickets to go see this show. I’m sure the play is good [the critics liked it, right?] – but everyone knows that the real publicity/draw is Radcliffe. I still can’t get over the fact that he’s not the 11 yr old pre-pubescent HP anymore.
Not to mention that Equus is a twisted, twisted play.
Makes me wonder if Radcliffe will be forever tarred with Harry Potter brush.