Broadway: Uncle Jack

This old man comes out on 'the stage in blue—blue suit, blue shirt, blue tie, blue handkerchief. But nothing else is blue. Everyone knows his true colors come in 14-corned gold, a spray of white lies and a streak of pale green envy. Abuse turns him purple, but he never bursts into flame. When he asks politely for his violin, for example, it is tossed in a high parabola from the wings and smashes at his feet. He turns to the audience and draws every living soul to his side with the glazed-over...