More absurd than being willing to watch the remake of "Hairspray" at the 10:20 PM showing on a Sunday night in my sleepy little suburb, was the fact that I was even willing to pay any money at all to watch "Hairspray" one more time. Being dragged to this misadventure by my seventeen year old daughter made the experience more bearable than I had planned, because she loved it. I did not share her enthusiasm.
I was quite happy with the memory of Divine, Ricki Lake and Debbie Harry in the John Waters film version back in 1988. I was content with the great seats I had watching "Hairspray" performed on Broadway when my daughter turned sweet sixteen in 2006. Both occasions are still vivid in my mind and bring back a smile. By comparison "Hairspray" 2007 fell flat.