Whitney Houston's comeback tour is eliciting more sympathy than raves. And by "more" I mean "there aren't any raves at all." The Evening Standard reviewed her London performance thus:
People are rooting for her, and everyone would love to see a Triumphant Return to give her story a happy ending, but she would have been better off introducing some old videos and sitting on a chair at the edge of the stage, passing out Bobby Brown voodoo dolls.
From the London concert: ouch.
