Mae West is alive and well and performing at Ars Nova. She has changed her name to Bridget Everett but she is as scandalous as she ever was. Taking swigs off a bottle of chardonnay she swaggers about in nothing but a corset, a thong and fishnets and wails about getting effed in the butt. I was in heaven of course. This is a hot, thrilling musical journey and I highly recommend it. There is a special place in my heart for gay men trapped in women's bodies (i.e. Kathy Griffin, Sandra Bernhard) and I think if Bridget had actually been born a man I would have totally hooked up with her by now.