Billy Crystal only had 700 Sundays with his dad before his dad died suddenly of a heart attack. Billy
shares several of those Sundays, and many other experiences from his fascinating life in this autobiographical one-man show. It's really two
separate plays. The first act is full of typical Crystal humor, anecdotes, and stories full of pathos. But the second act takes a turn toward the
melodramatic, focusing on Billy's difficulties in dealing with the deaths of his dad and mom and the
bittersweet realities he has faced as a teen and adult. Crystal and I are exactly the same age, so the timeline of his experiences and memories matched mine, year for year, making
the story-telling especially relevant and poignant. The unexpected sadness of the second act add to the depth and richness of Crystal as someone we can relate to, but it detracts from the
theater experience for those expecting two hours rich with Crystal comedy. Go, but be prepared.
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