Sting tried his hands at Broadway with The Last Ship, and all the musical he composed saw was rough seas. They seemed to hit calmer waters when the Police man took over as Captain in December, but the ocean was still shark infested. So come January 24th, the curtain will come down on the show less than three months after it went up.
Proving that Sting should stick to singing because his acting has never done him any good. See Brimestone and Treacle. Actually don’t, I am still scarred from his sex scene in the film with a woman, who suffered a major brain injury, after all of these years.
