A British hit musical comes purring to Broadway
Practical cats, dramatical cats, Pragmatical cats, fanatical cats, Oratorical cats, delphicorical cats, Skeptical cats, dyspeptical cats. . .
On the fourth floor of a renovated factory off Union Square in lower Manhattan, early on a sweltering August day, romantical cats and pedantical cats, allegorical cats and metaphorical cats are assembling. They may be masquerading as Broadway performers—the nearly anonymous acting-singing-dancing dynamos who pump the American musical machine—but for as long as their stamina and luck hold out, they are the American Cats. Big or small, rotund...