Blue Man Group brings high-tech laughs to Caesars

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On some past tours, Blue Man Group has emphasized the more musical aspects of its repertoire. But we’re happy to report that in the case of the one-of-a-kind troupe’s current eight-night Caesars Atlantic City run that concludes Friday, comedy is king.

Blue Man Group, of course, is the one-of-a-kind act featuring a trio of silent, alien-looking, performers in trademark blue head pieces who combine physical and cerebral humor with sophisticated percussion-instrument trickery and a heaping helping of juvenile goofiness (e.g. regurgitating food). All of it comes wrapped in dazzling, state-of-the-art digital visuals that can best be described as Salvador Dali on acid (the video presentation suggests what 1950s TV pioneer Ernie Kovacs might have done if he could have availed himself of 21st century technology).

To be honest, the act is somewhat vexing for critics because there are few mainstream show biz reference points on which to latch. For instance, it’s difficult to explain why the segment in which the three blue guys and a woman from the audience eat Twinkies is so side-splittingly funny. It just is. You have to see it to understand why.

Perhaps more apparent is the comedy quotient of the bit that has another ticketholder (this time a man) taken backstage, clad in a white jumpsuit, doused with blue and pink paint and suspended upside-down by his heels before being turned into what amounts to a giant paintbrush (we see the action via video). To punctuate the rollicking silliness of it all, the man returns to the stage not on his own two legs, but folded into a cabinet with his head protruding from the top, encased in some type of gelatinous mold.

Furthermore, Blue man Group is one of those rare presentations that compels full attention; miss a little, and you miss a lot. Take the case of the sequence that starts out looking like just another of the several percussion routines (a couple of which include what could possibly be the world’s largest bass drum). It soon evolves into an examination of the neuroscience of human vision.

What’s that? It doesn’t sound particularly entertaining? Well, that’s exactly where the magic of BMG lies. Because the fact is, the segments is wildly entertaining—just like pretty much everything else about this singular production.

Casears Atlantic City, Boardwalk at Arkansas Avenue, 10 p.m. Saturday, 7 p.m. Sunday and Tuesday through Friday, $145-$52, 800-736-1420,