Wednesday, July 19, 2017
We ran into an issue on our very first show, a dystopian comedy called Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, Lemons (henceforth referred to as merely "Lemons" for brevity). We arrived a few minutes before the start of the sales window to find that all advanced tickets had been sold, but that we could go on a wait list for unclaimed "comp" tickets that would become available 10 minutes prior to the start of the show. These tickets are reserved for friends and family of the cast, crew and reviewers related to the show, but often they go unused. Our names were added to a written wait list which was good since it meant that we did not have to stand in line to keep our positions (#7 and #8) on the wait list, unlike rush lines at the Toronto International Film Festival. We went across the street to grab a quick snack and returned in time to secure our tickets from the list. We were lucky this time, but thought that if this continued to happen to us, we may have to reconsider buying the volume passes in the future and just purchase advanced tickets to the shows that we want to see. As it turned out, this was the only time that the show we chose was sold out, so by the time it came to our final shows, we stopped arriving so early to try to buy tickets.
I typically don't like sketch comedy, preferring a play with one overarching story line, but we agreed to watch Sketch Betch at the urging of our friend. As expected, the sketches were hit and miss for us as we found some to be very funny but other ones just didn't appeal to us. Considering that the laughter in the audience never rose above a mild chuckle, I'm assuming that others agreed with us. My favourite sketches included monks having difficulty maintaining their vows of silence, and a Monty Python-esque bit involving a waiter who offered innumerable choices for each part of an order.
—"The Cottonwoods are whispering" and "Do Not Disturb". Not having any knowledge about the Twin Peaks references, this play completely bewildered me and I had no clue what was going on. Subsequently learning more about the source material, I can now appreciate what the play was attempting to do, but I can't say that I enjoyed it. I doubt I would have enjoyed Twin Peaks either.