PLAYBILL ON OPENING NIGHT: Bullets Over Broadway—Guys and Dorks

By Harry Haun
11 Apr 2014

Betsy Wolfe
Photo by Joseph Marzullo/WENN

As Braff's girl back home, Wolfe is not so involved in the gangsters-on-Broadway melee, but she does sing out when opportunity allows. Of late, she has had a run of Mets. She had an opening at The Met in January, she attended the Les Miz opening-night party at The Metropolitan Club. And now this! Can The Metropolitan Room be far behind?

Gypsy miracle man Jim Borstelmann—in his seventh show and 17th straight year of performing on Broadway—fields five different roles in this production, from hot-dog vendor to rub-out victim. "Stro calls me Lon Chaney," he boasted. "She's the one who took me out of Chicago as a dancer and had me act, so I owe it all to Stro."

At the curtain call, director Stroman took to the stage and brought out for well-deserved bows all the backstage crew, all the music team, all the designers—every creative save one. "There was another collaborator here tonight, but he was too shy to come on stage," she said. "But we will see him soon at the party. He's probably warming up the dance floor now. Anyway, thank you for welcoming us. It was a great, great audience to welcome us to The Great White Way. Thank you so much."

And with that, first-nighters piled aboard a caravan of buses outside the theatre and whisked them off to the most sumptuous party of this or several seasons at The Metropolitan Museum of Art, where guests luxuriated among the authentic ruins, sipped champagne and supped poolside at the Egyptian pool and roamed the recently renovated American Wing cluttered with ancient artifacts and priceless treasures. Ah, art!

It was pointed out to Mazzie's husband, Jason Danieley, that he had an extra wife on stage in Bullets. He and Ziemba were songwriting marrieds in Curtains a few seasons back, and, just to make the bond even tighter, Ziemba was in Mazzie's first New York show, And the World Goes 'Round, choreographed by Stro. 'Twas Old Home Week.