\"Would you like to go to a show while in Vegas?\"\nMe: \"Uh, OK, sure.\"\n\"Do you like Abba?\"\nMe \" I dunno, I guess so. I like at least that one song.\"\n\"Let's go, then. It's s'posed to be great.\"\nMe: \"What the hay, nothing to lose...\"\n\nExcept the two hours you'll never see again.\nAnd the money, of course.\nPlus the potential aneurysm you may suffer once you realize what you're in for.\nThis is a slow death oozing synthetic sentiment and crusty narrative caterwauling wrapped in sugary, caffeinated harmonies.\n\nGo if ABBA does it for you; if jukebox musicals are your thing. Or, watch fish swim around the casinos for a more compelling time. Or watch the valet at work. Or just find a better show.  I am still looking...