Billy Crystal rolled out his solo show, "700 Sundays," in 2004, in the wake of his mother's death. The superstar comedian wanted to share vignettes from his family life as part of his own coping strategy. "Sundays" premiered in San Diego before moving to Broadway, where it set box-office records, with $10 million in pre-sales. It also won a special Tony Award.
Nine years later, Crystal is bringing back "700 Sundays" with some different material and a new mood. The show, which opens its only pre-Broadway engagement at Minneapolis' State Theatre on Tuesday, is all about celebrating a new phase in his life.
Crystal turned 65 this year, and he's nowhere near retirement. In addition to the play, which has additional material by his friend Alan Zweibel and which is being produced by his wife, he has a bestselling new memoir out, "Still Foolin' 'Em: Where I've Been, Where I'm Going, and Where the Hell Are My Keys?" The book includes observations on getting older. At a certain age, he writes, people begin to pee in Morse code.
Age energizes him as he prepares a return visit to the Twin Cities.
"Minneapolis has a reputation as a wonderful theater town," he said by phone during a rehearsal break. "I did one of my first concerts at Orchestra Hall, opening for Melissa Manchester back in '74 when I was just starting as a single [performer]. I've come back for the Starkey Hearing Foundation gala a few times. Minnesota resembles my New York theater world."
Central to Crystal's show is his relationship with his father, a record-store manager who died when Crystal was 15 (leaving him with the memories of their 700 Sundays). His father, he said, exposed him to "all the great comedians of the era: Carl Reiner, Mel Brooks, Ernie Kovacs and Laurel and Hardy. Always Laurel and Hardy."
"I was 5 when I started getting up on the coffee table to imitate these incredible characters," he said of his childhood in Long Island, where he was surrounded by jazz musicians, entertainers and ball players and where he played with his two older brothers.
His dream, at that age, was not to perform onstage so much as to become a baseball player. And there was only one team for him: the Yankees.