Velvet Exhaustion Parade

The Egyptian Theatre’s YouTheatre has crammed a new musical, Flo! the Show, backstage in a room that smells of both fresh paint and stale champagne. Larry Gilbert, a Park City‑based entrepreneur whose Event Network shops populate the valley, traded a business guide for a quokka‑infused children’s fable, only to let ASCAP award‑winner Mary Beth Maziarz write the score. The result is a paltry pop‑opera where the guest list is a parade of local moguls—none of whom even remember the names of the actors they’re attending with. The theatre, draped in step‑and‑repeat gold, feels like a glittering interrogation room; the velvet rope hums a lullaby of status jostling. The audience, composed of slick, tux‑compliant Parsons patrons, clings to the flimsy promise that the quokka’s adventures will drape their philanthropy in "curiosity." Off‑stage, the crowd is less "Sundance" and more "Sundermere," with traffic that breezes past like a bleached line of cattle. Verdict: Send a check but stay home.