But wait, there’s more. In the final scene of Dance of the Vampires (the one with the garlic lyric), when vampires have taken over Times Square, there’s a huge sign on the backdrop of the set proclaiming that the musical Bats is “now in it’s [sic] 39th smash year.”
Jesus H. Fucking Christ on a sidecar, they spent millions of dollars on this show and they can’t even distinguish between a possessive pronoun and a contraction?
And the horrifying thing is, this wasn’t even the worst thing about the show.
Those of you who are regular readers of my blog will understand how much I am saying by that.