Latest assault on Christmas by liberal elite: Sexualized version of "Nutcracker", including transsexuality and sado-masochism
Praised by Boston media
POSTED: December 2, 2009
This is one of those things that helps you understand the mainstream Boston media's complete distain for traditional values and the pro-family movement. They look at the world a LOT differently than we (or most people) do . . .
Now there's some competition in town. Somebody has concocted an erotic parody version of the Nutcracker called "Slutcracker," with transgender, sado-masochistic and general pornographic themes celebrating "the carefree realm of sexual fantasy." It's playing at the Somerville Theater this month. It's not something you'd normally think would attract attention, especially positive attention.
Just a fun night out?
Not only is it being widely publicized, but the "mainstream" media in Boston didn't give "Slutcracker" any bad reviews. They all seem to think that it is a pretty good show and worth seeing, although for adults only.
Unfortunately, the Globe, Herald, and the others only hint at how raunchy this really is. Let's look a little closer.
Weird, bizarre, offensive . . . and worse
The question quickly becomes: Why would any legitimate newspaper or TV station give this a serious review?
The Boston "alternative media" likes it. And unlike the "mainstream" media, they aren't afraid to describe it. As one "alternative" review put it:
. . . a sundry coalition of burlesque performers, drag kings, can-can dancers, hoola-hoopists, and more will put up a very special retelling of E.T.A. Hoffman's classic story. And by "very special," we mean with dildos and nipple tassels. In this version, our young dreamer Clara finds a sex toy waiting for her under the Christmas tree. It leads her to a kinky-freaky-sexy land where she discovers . . . the true meaning of Christmas? Something like that, anyway.
Another review describes:
Whereas The Nutcracker turns a phallic symbol into a real man, who then shows its adolescent girl lead a good time, it's much the same with The Slutcracker. Except this phallus is a real dick. Well, a vibrator, given to Clara (played for once as an adult, by an adult) as a gift from her batty grandmother, played by Mary Dolan, who herself is a stage character (I hope) of supremely bizarre appeal. The first act closes with Clara getting roundly rogered by her new toy.
The Boston Phoenix simply says:
. . . this is some next-level shit . . . it's an extraordinarily well-plotted, scene-by-scene, song-by-song retelling of The Nutcracker. If you're familiar with the Boston Ballet version you'll get more of the in-jokes, and everyone else can concentrate on enjoying larger-than-life candystriped dildos and pole-dancing sugar plum fairies.
An interesting view of how people in the mainstream media think
One can always speculate on the kinds of people who would create something like this -- or pay money to sit and watch it. There's likely a market somewhere for just about anything.