It has debuted on stage in Gernmany. That’s Rocky as in Balboa, not Horror Picture Show. Produced by Silvester Stallone himself. Headed for Broadway.
More info here.
(Searched for a previous thread but didn’t find one. Hope I didn’t miss it.)
Oh. My first thought was “and Bullwinkle,” actually.
That might make a good musical too.
It’s never just you.
Or J. Squirrel, apparently. I want Bullwinkle the Musical!
Rocky was a huge hit in Germany (as well as world wide), so I guess it is no surprise they would start the musical there.
Still - I loathe Sylvester Stallone for lots of personal reasons and just hate the idea of that royal asshole having any more financial or personal success. He is a disgusting, evil little prick and I was hoping he would just disappear at some point and go annoy his employees instead of appearing on talk shows and still being in the limelight.
I suppose it is too much to wish for - but hope Stallone spends millions bringing this to Broadway and have it be a huge flop. But my guess is it will make money - people know the franchise and would go see it even if the reviews are scathing.
Did Stallone knock out your mom or something?
Did he threaten to have his mom shoot you?
Some stuff I can’t talk about - regarding specifics while working at a film studio and just learning about some of his antics and truly evil treatment of co-workers and production staff. He is a very thin-skinned, vengeful prick who will go out of his way to make life miserable for others.
One of the personal run-in’s with him happened before I even had any dealings with him:
I was driving down Melrose Avenue in LA - a rather narrow boulevard with heavy traffic. I see ahead of me a convertible Mercedes take a left turn and fully block both lanes in my direction. No, they were not turning onto a street or into a business - they were pointing the car to see what time a restaurant was opening.
Yes, it was Stallone with some blonde bimbo sitting next to him.
So now traffic is building up behind me, I can’t budge an inch forwards, and Stallone sort of stands up in the car and is squinting to see the time the restaurant opens - mind you, his car is parallel on the boulevard - blocking all traffic in the westbound direction - at about 5:30 pm rush hour.
A car behind me honked.
Stallone thought it was me.
He stood up, flipped me the finger and bellowed, “Fuck you asshole!”
Then he took his sweet, ever loving time turning the car to go back westbound, but felt the need to once again throw me the finger as he drove off.
There was another time at a Hollywood party of sorts (opening of a theater production) where he brought his equally lovely, insane mother - Jackie. Waiters were roaming around bringing drinks and little snacks on plates to the guests. I guess Stallone wasn’t happy with them not giving him full attention and bellowed for all in the lobby to hear, “I said get her a fuckin’ drink!” Real classy. (I did appreciate that that waiter looked at him and just walked away…)
I think anyone who have ever met this idiot in real life will have far more tales to tell - and I certainly heard my share of other stories whenever his name was brought up. So yeah, I keep waiting for karma to show up and kick him one in the ass.