|Foreground: Larry Savoy as Darren Lemming. You can |
click the picture for a piece on the college website.
Friday night, I went to a local college for their production of Richard Greenberg's Take Me Out, a play about the events surrounding Darren Lemming, a super-star baseball player who makes waves when he announces publicly that he is gay. This theater department has never disappointed me, but this was one of the handful of times that the set and performances were so stellar that I felt that I must've traveled far and paid to see it, but did neither. The acting was electric and consistantly good across the board, which is impressive given that some of the actors were first-timers, and star athletes no less (I know, star jocks trying out for theater--sounds a little Glee-tastic). It was a good thing that the acting was beyond par, because it would be easy to disconnect from the play and just marvel at the set that was created for Take Me Out. It was all at once, and with little adjustment between scenes, a locker room with working showers, a bar, and a baseball stadium. That last one especially is probably hard to swallow, but it worked indescribably well. Overall, the production was very compelling, and the star player magnetic.
I was really glad that I went, and kicked myself internally for not going to more plays and community artist programs over there. I'm pretty good about going to every art gallery change, but I need to get back in the habit of catching the theater and music events. It's local and free, so why not?
|The cast of Les Miz blows the roof off the joint.|
As for the show, I loved the focus on music this year, with performances from cast members of Chicago, Dreamgirls, and Les Miserables, and even an appearance by Barbra Streisand. At seventy, she looks and sounds amazing.
I took Monday off of work to recuperate. Taking the day after the Oscars off seems a little indulgent, but it's becoming an annual tradition for me. I just can't get up and roll with the punches after a late night the way I used to. Am I getting old? Becoming a wuss? Too self indulgent? I'll leave it for your consideration.