I think Cats is built into our cultural DNA. We know what it is. It’s a musical about cats, and it’s also the gayest thing ever made. Actors in full-body spandex suits belt Andrew Lloyd Webber’s hits while also dancing to T.S. Eliot’s cat poetry. It’s ridiculous, and I can think of nothing funnier—or Waiting for Guffman–esque—than witnessing a terrible (but committed) rural community theater production of this musical. Seattle’s upcoming production, however, features a very good professional cast and is directed by the famous Trevor Nunn, so you’ll have to settle for something incredible. by Chase Burns