"Fiddler on the Roof" (Broadway in Chicago): Mazel Tov!

I grew up Irish Catholic… Jewish.  Since their pilgrimage to Israel, my parents re-defined themselves as Jews for Jesus. They liberally steal from God’s Chosen People.  They bake challah.  They light a menorah.  They have a mezuza on their doorpost. They love the traditions, traditions…. traditions!

A scene from Broadway in Chicago's "Fiddler on the Roof" at the Auditorium Theatre. (photo credit: Carol Rosegg)Broadway in Chicago presents the Tony Award-winning musical Fiddler on the Roof. In the tiny village of Anatevka, the community is bonded in Jewish customs.  They live life in the past.  The simplicity of the familiar has worked for them. They know who they are because of their traditions.  What happens when their way of life is challenged?  Internally, a younger generation rebel against their old ways.  Externally, political duress threatens their daily existence.  Tevye is out of control.  His daughters are falling for the wrong men.  The government is forcing submission on the villagers.  Tevye questions God.  He wants to know what to do.  On one hand, he can ignore the changes and do nothing.  On the other hand, he can embrace the unknown and have faith.  Fiddler on the Roof is a heartfelt traditional Jewish celebration.

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  • Simply put, Jews for Jesus is about as Jewish as Catholics for Muhammad.

    Also, I assume that it turns out the same way as the movie, unlike the pre-Broadway version of "The Producers," which was much more gay than the movie with Zero Mostel, and had more musical numbers.

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