It'd probably be very much like the dulcet tones of Danny F. Gans (pictured), who reassures prospective attendees to his Encore show not to worry: It'll be the same old same-old. Or, as he rationalizes it, "I'm trying to give [audiences] exactly what they want." (Which seems to be the problem with most Hollywood movies, too, but I digress.)
I'm only slightly younger than Gans and if a graying head like mine thinks that, say, doing a George Burns impression marks you as badly out of touch, what are the 35-45-somethings Gans claims to be targeting going to think? Heck, the recent Cirque du Soleil fiasco, Believe, didn't tank because it was too new, too risky but because — by an overwhelming consensus — it was too derivative, too Cirque de Yesterday.
"I feel like I'm kind of the Rocky of this town," Gans declares. Given that Sylvester Stallone looks ossified and does the same thing over and over, that analogy may be unwittingly apt. Gans' reputation is that of a performer whose act fossilized somewhere back in the Clinton administration and he seems determined to validate the perception. But Steve Wynn is wagering that there's money to be made off predictable mediocrity and he's likely to be proven right.