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Review: ‘Freestyle Love Supreme’ expertly treads the tightrope of improv

If “gerund” isn’t the very last word I ever expected to hear uttered on a Broadway stage, it’s probably pretty darn close. Broadway rarely gives grammar lessons, after all.

Anthony Veneziale, Chris Sullivan, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Aneesa Folds and Arthur Lewis in 'Freestyle Love Supreme.' (Photo: Joan Marcus)

If “gerund” isn’t the very last word I ever expected to hear uttered on a Broadway stage, it’s probably pretty darn close. Broadway rarely gives grammar lessons, after all.

And yet there it was, being blithely tossed out by Anthony Veneziale toward the beginning of a performance of “Freestyle Love Supreme,” the jubilant evening of improvised rap over which he was presiding with embracing geniality at the Booth Theatre.

What can I say? Veneziale, and the show, had me at “gerund.”

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