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700 Sundays is a alone show created and performed by Billy Crystal. It's an autobiographical journey in which Crystal plays many characters who have influenced who he is today. It deals with his youth, rising up in the jazz world of Manhattan, his teenage years, and lastly adulthood. Billy Crystal says about 700 Sundays: "I am thrilled to come home and bring this story of my family to Broadway. As an artist, I've never felt as complete as I have developing and drama this show. This is not a history of my career, it is about periods of my life and people in my life that helped create me a man."
Billy Crystal has lots of loyal fans, I guess; the rapid multi-million dollar move on sale for his solo Broadway show 700 Sundays attests to that. And I feel pretty sure that they are going to have a good time at this contentedly low-key evening of jokes and reminiscences, mostly about his jazz-loving father (who died when Billy was 15), his heroic mother (his word), who died just three years ago, and his childhood in Long Beach, Long Island, where he played basketball, consideration a lot about girls, and dreamed (briefly) of being a Yankee.
700 Sundays is a bit of a chore to sit through. It's long: 2-1/2 hours, with numerous laugh-free stretches, particularly in the second act, that tax our patience with the star's relaxed/rambling story-telling. It's sophomorically coarse: there are routine about his penis, his grandfather's tendency for farting, And, though Crystal shares (for example) his grief and anger at his father's untimely death, the level of dialogue here is entirely superficial: there's no incisive self-revelation of the kind fellow Saturday Night Live alumnus Julia Sweeney gave us in God Said, "Ha!"; no in-depth examination of a chosen career that's also a life's passion such as Crystal's Soap co-star Jay Johnson offered in The Two and Only.
Indeed, the main obsession I got out of 700 Sundays was how self-indulgent this fellow seems to be. He proclaims, with would-be dishonesty, that at 53, when his mother died, he became an orphan; the story preceding that statement, all about how he had to do a show in Seattle rather than stay by his dying mother's bedside, did not incline me to feel sympathetic. And the gnawing recollection that Crystal is charging his audience a hundred bucks for the best seats to hear him kvell and kvetch didn't help matters any.
In fact, most of the time throughout 700 Sundays I felt too keenly aware of a star walking through his own showcase. There are a few inspired moment that feel authentic, like his first act closer, lip-synching joyously and amusingly to an old Spike Jones record, but they're few and far between. Set pieces such as a very long sketch in which he plays his Aunt Sheila, telling a girlfriend about her lesbian daughter's recent promise ceremony, are not only not that funny but without cause cruel: presumably this woman is still alive; does she need to be made such a figure of fun by her wealthy and successful nephew? Plus there's a look-at-how-compassionate-I-am quality to this and other pieces, perhaps an attempt to neutralize the Jackie Mason-style Jewish in-jokes that otherwise pervade Crystal's monologues.