Quotes from two consecutive paragraphs of Peter Schjeldahl's review of "East Village U.S.A." in The New Yorker:
There was something toxically facetious about the East Village versions of avant-gardism and la vie bohËme...Yeah, and now that you mention it, where'd they get the formulaic "story" for West Side Story?...A suggested title for a musical version that would be truer than the formulaic "Rent": "What I Undid for Love."