On A Stool At The End Of The Bar
Being a huge fan of theatre I was super excited just waiting to go into the space. As we walked in, I observed a cite set of a 1980’s american kitchen, that seemed so close I felt like I should go sit in the chair on the set. I feel this show had to be very close to the audience, there is no other way of putting it on. It gives it a sense of intimacy and draws you in that much more. As for the show itself, I was defiantly not expecting such an emotional power house. The whole time, about 10 minutes in, the audience is given an uneasy mood, not knowing the secret Chris had. The show did not fail to keep that emotion and energy sustained; giving the audience what they wanted: Something the could think about and something they could feel. What I got from it was this idea of identity and acceptance in society, and the effect it has on the people in our world. The acting was on point! However, I do think the father of the family (the name escapes me) did the best job. Looking back, the character was very real and was put in a very tough situation. Needless to say, I feel the actor did a superb job displaying his inner conflicts. This process had to be a team effort. I can’t really say that I saw one part of the show falling behind in comparison to another. Though I do wish I saw more of what Chris had to say about who she was and why she felt what she did was necessary. I really like to see a show where we can see the inner most thoughts of a character. However, the building conflict, tension and drastic measures taken by characters made up for it. I was lucky enough to meet the play write. He didn’t say much aside from the fact that when he wrote it in the late 70’s-80’s no one would touch it. After seeing it, and reflecting on the times, I can see why. But it’s nice to see that the show was in the end put on. I would recommend the show in a heart beat to anyone who enjoys theatre or just wants something to think about.
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