Tag: Jerry Mitchell

  • Kinky Boots Kicks Up Some Familiar High Heels; Buyer and Cellar Prowls Barbra’s Mall

    I’d probably be able to discuss Kinky Boots (Hirschfeld Theatre) much more lucidly if I could only figure out in what decade it’s meant to take place. The characters use cellphones, but apparently few of them have ever seen a man wearing women’s clothes outside of a nightclub act. The boots themselves, as envisioned by […]

  • Fame Is Such a Drug. . . I Mean, Drag

    Having devoted my entire adult life to covering fame, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I want some more of the shit myself. Alas, thanks to a weird mixture of bad luck and self-sabotaging, I’ve been left with an amazing body of work staring up at me with a smirk from the cutting-room floor. […]

  • Still Digging

    Jerry Mitchell once took Edgar Ray Killen and his wife out for a catfish dinner. He talked to Killen a number of other times, and found him “kind,” even “grandfatherly.” Then Mitchell, a reporter for The Clarion-Ledger in Jackson, Mississippi, wrote the stories that helped get Killen indicted for one of the most notorious crimes […]