Drew Droege Delights in “Die, Mommie, Die!”

by Hiko Mitsuzuka (@TheFirstEcho)


Photo by: Matthew Brian Denman

Comic actor Drew Droege may be known across the interwebs for his consistent (and hilarious) work as a consummate Chloe Sevigny impersonator (for proof, just watch), but he’s also spreading his wings to conquer the big screen (Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse) cable television (Logo’s Cocktails & Classics), and the New York theater scene (the critically-acclaimed Bright Colors and Bold Patterns). And now, he’s bringing his fabulous stage presence back to Los Angeles in writer Charles Busch‘s camptastic Hollywood satire Die, Mommie, Die! (Remember the 2003 cult film adaptation? Now you can revisit it — live — at L.A.’s Celebration Theatre at the Lex now through March 26.)


Wonderfully directed by Ryan Bergmann, Mommie is set in 1967 and stars Droege as aging Hollywood starlet Angela Arden, trapped in a hateful marriage to sleazy film producer Sol (a perfectly gruff Pat Towne). And it’s only aggravated by the presence of their nosy maid Bootsie (Gina Torrecilla), spoiled daughter Edith, played by a fierce Julanne Chidi Hill, and anxiety-ridden son/mama’s boy Lance, played by the hysterical Tom DeTrinis, who shares Angela’s penchant for dramatics (and Droege’s penchant for gloriously exaggerated diction). The only relief Angela can find is in the arms of the well-endowed Tony, an actor with more swagger than he can handle (the delightfully swashbuckling Andrew Carter).

JulanneGinaSo when Angela plots to murder her unloving hubby, all hell breaks loose. Characters make rash decisions, things snowball out of control, and the laughs keep coming.

To call Mommie campy noir would be an understatement. On stage, it is pure, unadulterated farce that recalls the delightful zaniness of a Neil Simon living room production from the 70s with its razor-sharp dialogue, chaotic entrances and exits, and ridiculous plot twists.

It’s one entertaining trip — literally, when Angela is slipped some acid in the second act, turning the impressive set into a multicolor-tinged playroom that allows Droege to run wild and channel what can only be described as his inner, most unhinged Bette Davis.

Which begs the question: Was Susan Sarandon really Ryan Murphy’s first pick for FX’s upcoming Feud: Bette and Joan?

Looks like we’ll never know.

Die, Mommie, Die! is now playing at the Celebration Theatre at The Lex through March 26. Get tickets HERE.

About The Author

Hiko Mitsuzuka
Entertainment Editor-at-Large

Hiko Mitsuzuka is a self-proclaimed pop culture connoisseur who resides in L.A. and obsesses over songs months before everyone else obsesses over them. He has worked in TV and commercial production ever since he left his native New York in the early 00s. He has worked at the world-renowned Anonymous Content and Carsey-Werner and freelanced as a treatment writer for award-winning directors as well as a contributing writer for 'Instinct.' In addition to writing about entertainment and travel for 'Bello,' Hiko can currently be seen in the roles of Manager of Creative Planning at Stun Creative (PromaxBDA's North America Agency of the Year, 2013, 2014, 2017), film critic for ScreenPicks.com, and contributor for The Huffington Post. He's also currently working on the novel 'Slasher Movie Girl.' His obsessions include quoting old sitcom dialogue and stalking people on Instagram. His vices include chocolate chip cookies and movie theater popcorn. Tweet him @TheFirstEcho.

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