Theatre 2024: Something Rotten! @ Stratford Festival

My husband Rich and I first became aware of the musical comedy Something Rotten! when we watched an outstanding performance of its showstopping number “A Musical” at the 2015 Tony Awards where it was nominated for 10 Tonies including Best Musical. After that, we waited impatiently for the show to come to Toronto. When it didn’t, we decided to drive to Buffalo,NY in 2018 to watch a touring production at the Shea Theatre. I wrote extensively about the Buffalo performance in my travel blog, which is available from the following link, so I won’t go into that much detail about the plot again for this review.

https://arenglishtravels.blogspot.com/2018/03/buffalo-2018-something-rotten-musical.html

We enjoyed Something Rotten! so much that we were thrilled to hear that it would be mounted at the Stratford Festival as part of their 2024 season.  We jumped at the opportunity to watch this delightful show again and encouraged all our friends to do so as well.  Stratford is the perfect venue for mounting this show since its two major topics, musicals and Shakespeare, are also the festival’s two mainstays.

Brothers Nick and Nigel Bottom, two writing contemporaries of William Shakespeare, are struggling to come up with new ideas for their next play or risk losing funding from their patron Lady Clapham.  Jealous of Shakespeare’s success and fame, Nick steals his family’s savings and hires a dubious soothsayer Thomas Nostradamus (not the famous or reliable one) to predict what will be the next big thing in theatre.  Nostradamus foresees the advent of the musical and tries to explain the concept to a skeptical Nick, which leads to the unforgettable number that was performed on the Tonies.  Hearing that in a musical, people break into song for no apparent reason, Nick protests “That’s the stupidest thing that I have ever heard”, but of course, he sings the lines (for no apparent reason and to much laughter). While still not sold on the concept, Nick exclaims that it all sounds miserable, to which Nostradamus retorts “I believe it’s pronounced Misér-a-a-a-bles”.

If you love musicals, then Something Rotten! is a love letter to the classics of the past, with musical references whizzing by faster than your brain can absorb them.  Tiny snippets of melody, lyrics, dance steps, costumes and props allude to iconic shows including Music Man, Chicago, Rent, Follies, Cats, Sweet Charity, Phantom of the Opera, Annie, A Chorus Line and many, many more. 

If you love Shakespeare, then there is much for you to recognize and relate to as well.  Nick’s wife Bea is named after Beatrice from Much Ado About Nothing and Nigel’s love interest Portia is named after the heroine in Merchant of Venice and Shylock the moneylender from that play is also a character here.  A judge named after Falstaff from the Henry IV plays appears towards the end of the show.  Actual lines from Shakespeare’s more famous plays are often quoted.  And if you like musicals but not Shakespeare, there’s something for you as well, since one of the songs that Nick sings is literally called “God, I Hate Shakespeare”.  Something Rotten! portrays Shakespeare as a genius, but also a pompous, arrogant rockstar from the Renaissance. Refreshingly, the female characters Bea and Portia are portrayed as intelligent, strong women who could rule the world if the idiot men around them would just let them.

Having already watched and loved this show, we were a bit wary that a second viewing would not stand up to our memories of the first time.  We needed not fear since the Stratford production was every bit as wonderful and hilarious as the Buffalo one.  Director Donna Feore (wife of actor Colm Feore) put her own personal touches to the Stratford version with new sets and costumes and most notably, incorporating her own personal musical references from Stratford shows that she directed in the past including Rocky Horror Picture Show, Guys and Dolls, Fiddler on the Roof, Sound of Music, Crazy For You and Little Shop of Horrors.  The nods to her past works were extra special when she was able to assign current cast members who were also in one of those shows to recreate a snippet of their past performances.  It became a whole new game of spot the musical.  I think I recognized a few more obscure ones including the cowboys from Will Rogers Follies and miners from Billy Elliot.  The highly anticipated “A Musical” number induced the almost expected, extended standing ovation.  But a subsequent extravaganza number in the second act was so thrilling that the audience jumped up to applaud for a second time.  A standing ovation in the middle of a show is already rare, but I have never seen this happen twice in the same show before.

The entire cast was spectacular including Michael Uhre who played the passionate and exasperated Nick Bottom, Jeff Lillico as a sexy, strutting Shakespeare, and Dan Chameroy, who we have seen many times in Ross Petty’s annual Christmas Pantomimes, playing a befuddled, wacky Nostradamus.  Having also watched La Cage Aux Folles, Stratford’s other musical this season, we recognized Steve Ross playing Shylock since he also starred as Albin/Zaza in La Cage, as did many of the male dancers in the Something Rotten! chorus, who played drag queens in the show that we watched earlier this season.

Taking advantage of Stratford’s 2 for 1 ticket sale at the beginning of the year, we ended up in the best seats that we have ever had at the Festival Theatre.  We sat 2nd row centre and were able to see subtle nuances in the performances that we usually miss when further back.  Luckily, we did not pick the first row since this was actually too close to the stage.  There were barriers, meant to stop the dancing chorus from falling on top of the audience, that might have blocked my line of sight.  We were so close that we could see the beautiful designs on the costumes, the expressions on the characters’ faces, but also their sweat from exertion, spit from enunciation and the gigantic smiles from the chorus that needed to be large enough for the back row to see, but looked almost unnatural from the second row.

We absolutely love Something Rotten! and it remains our favourite musical to this day, which is saying something considering how many musicals we have watched and continue to watch over the years.  It is wonderful to be able to go to the theatre and experience a show that is intelligent and witty without hammering you over the head with some serious message, that is fun entertainment and just a pure joy to watch.  If you hate both Shakespeare and musicals and don’t enjoy a good laugh, then Something Rotten probably isn’t for you.  Everyone else should rush out to see it before its run ends, although the show has been so successful that it is now extended two more weeks through mid November.

Theatre 2024: The Last Timbit @ Elgin Theatre

My husband Rich and I have been watching musicals written by sisters and Toronto-based composers and lyricists Anika and Britta Johnson for years now.  We first attended Anika’s hilarious work “Blood Ties” at the Toronto Fringe Next Stage Festival back in 2017 as well as her collaboration with Britta on the immersive cult musical “Dr. Silver: A Celebration of Life” which took place in a church where the audience literally were able to “drink the koolaid” and be blessed at the end of the show.  We have also watched several shows written by Britta alone including an early excerpt of her musical Life After, that is now completed and will be part of the 2024-2025 Off-Mirvish subscription series.  We also saw Kelly vs Kelly at CanStage Theatre in 2023 and Britta's mini musical that was part of Reframed held at the Art Gallery of Ontario.  To say that these sisters are prominent names in Canadian musical development is no exaggeration.

It was therefore with great excitement that we learned about a new musical that Anika and Britta had written called “The Last Timbit”.  This show was sponsored by Tim Hortons to celebrate their 60th anniversary of being in business in conjunction with Michael Rubinoff who produced the smash Canadian musical Come From Away.  The project came together very quickly, written in just six months and features a stellar cast of Canadian musical theatre stars including Chilina Kennedy who has appeared on Broadway in many shows including Beautiful: The Carole King Story and Jesus Christ Superstar, Sara Farb who was in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child on Broadway (and at Mirvish) and Jake Epstein who starred in the TV Shows Degrassi and Suits.

Although the action is set within a Tim Horton’s restaurant and there are many references to Timmys’ products including coffee, the BLT sandwich and of course, the eponymous Timbit donut, this musical is much more than an extended product placement commercial.  Based on an actual occurrence, the plot of The Last Timbit involves a disparate group of people caught in a wicked snowstorm in smalltown Ontario who all find refuge at a Tim Horton’s along the highway.

Separated from her husband, Michelle tries to bond with her moody teenaged daughter Olivia who is angry about the split and that she is forced to spend weekend visits with the mother that left her behind.  Dressed in sparkly black and gold spandex, Nicole and Vince are wannabe influencers trying to get to an important social gathering.  Kathy and Ellen are bickering best friends with a secret. Shane is an eccentric forest ranger who takes pride in being alone out in nature where he may or may not have seen a UFO.  Chloe desperately wants to fit in with her workmates and was enroute to meet them at a hockey game, even though she knows nothing about hockey. Anton is an old man who regularly frequents this Tim Hortons and always sits in the same seat at the same table.  As the show progresses, we learn more about these people including their issues and the reasons why some of them are so desperate to get back on the treacherous roads to reach their intended destinations.

The manager Monty and his employee Charlie try to distract their customers whose nerves fray as the wait seems interminable.  Together they devise a humorous 3-stage competition with the winner receiving the last Timbit that remains in the coffeehouse.  As it turns out, Charlie is in Olivia’s band class and is her crush (as reviewed by her song “Second Clarinetist”.)

The Last Timbit is sweet, funny and full of heart.  After opening with the entire cast singing “What Would You Do for a Timbit”, the story progresses with each set of characters singing a song that explains their situation. It is also Canadian to a core including a choreographed “hockey game” played with mops.  We watched this show on opening night in a sold-out theatre. At the end after bows from the cast, the producer introduced the technical crew as well as the writers of the show who each received special jackets from Tim Hortons.

This show generated much buzz for Tim Hortons and harkens back to the early 20th century when “Industrial Musicals” were popular.  These were musicals sponsored by companies like IBM, General Motors and Marshall Field’s Department Stores to promote enthusiasm amongst their workers.  Perhaps Tim Hortons has started a new trend in Industrial Musicals, this time for the general public. It would be natural progression from the wonderfully sentimental commercials that Tim Horton used to produce, like the one about the Asian grandfather watching his grandson play hockey while talking to his resentful son.  When the son realizes that his father had secretly watched his games as well, that one still brings a tear to my eye.

Theatre 2024: La Cage Aux Folles @ Stratford Festival

My husband Rich and I will be going to the Stratford Festival twice this year, taking advantage of their 2 for 1 ticket sale offered at the beginning of the season.  Our first show is a revival of the musical La Cage Aux Folles, which is based on the 1973 French play of the same name by Jean Poiret (with an anglicized translation of “Cage of Madwomen”).  The play’s initial run lasted five years with Poiret himself in the lead role.  In addition to the musical, two movies were also based on this source material including a 1978 French/Italian co-production of the same name (with an anglicized title Birds of a Feather), and a 1996 American version titled “The Birdcage” with an all-star cast including Robin Williams, Nathan Lane, Gene Hackman, Diane Wiest and a very young Calista Flockhart.

First opened on Broadway in 1983, the plot of the musical La Cage Aux Folles deals with Georges, the gay owner of the titular night club in Saint-Tropez and his long-time partner, the temperamental Albin, who stars in the nightly drag show using the stage name Zaza.  Together, the pair raised Georges’ son Jean-Michel who was the result of a brief “experimental” affair. Now grown-up, Jean-Michel wishes to marry Anne but fears that her ultra-conservative parents, including her father who is in politics and shies from bad publicity, would not approve given Georges and Albin’s sexual orientation and lifestyle.  Hijinks ensue when Anne and her parents come for dinner and Jean-Michel is desperate to be able to present them with a “normal family”.  Rather insensitively, he pleads with Georges to tone down the “gayness” of his home décor and to hide Albin, requesting that Jean-Michel’s biological mother (who has not been present in his life) be invited to dinner to act as the matriarch of the family instead.  Initially hurt and insulted, Albin offers to pretend to be the male “Uncle Al” and hilariously takes lessons on how to act more masculinely.  When the mother bails on the commitment, Albin steps up and dresses in drag to meet Anne’s family.  Adding to the farcical humour are the antics of Albin’s ultra-flamboyant transvestite “maid” Jacob.

We actually watched the musical version of La Cage Aux Folles back in 2012 but curiously, neither of us have any firm memories of that experience.  Our knowledge of the story stems more from watching the French movie, as well as The Birdcage where Robin Williams provides his usual manic, scene-stealing improvisations in the role of Georges (although for the movie, he is renamed Armand).  To figure out why, I looked back upon my writeup of the 2012 musical and saw that I panned it, faulting the stunt-casting of George Hamilton to play Georges leading to a bland production that lacked emotion.  I had few issues with the show itself as well.

By contrast, we were blown away by the performances of Sean Arbuckle as Georges and Steve Ross as Albin, who were extremely funny when they needed to be but also tender, loving and sympathetic when thrust into an impossible situation.  Their singing voices were magnificent, especially when Ross sang what would traditionally be thought of as the eleven-o’clock number “I am what I am” to close off the first act.  He exuded the hurt and pain that he felt at being asked by his family to hide his true identity.  Albin started off slowly but ends up defiantly declaring “Life's not worth a damn 'til you can say, ‘Hey world, I am what I am!’”.  It is a reprise of a lighter, playful version of the song titled “We are what we are”, sung by the drag-queen chorus the Cagelles as part of the cabaret show held at the night club.  They proudly trumpeted the joy of being in drag—“We love how it feels, putting on heels, causing confusion”.  Arbuckle showed off his singing chops with “Song on the Sand” when he reminisced about meeting Albin and declared his ongoing love for him—" I hear La da da da … And I'm young and in love.” That “la da da da” refrain reminds me of the love song from Hadestown and was possibly an inspiration for it.  Another highlight of this show was the hilarious, over-the-top campiness of the butler/maid Jacob, played by Chris Vergara, who shrieked, preened and postured in all of his scene-stealing appearances.

There were also fabulous costumes worn in the dance numbers of Les Cagelles as they performed various cabaret numbers, both as solos and in their ensemble numbers. A recurring joke involved an intimidating whip-wielding drag-queen and her production manager boyfriend who appeared more and more injured as the show progresses.   All of this made this rendition of the musical so much more enjoyable and memorable than the one we saw back in 2012.  This show had humour and heart and made you care for all the characters.  

Unfortunately, the issues from the book and songs of the musical remain.  There are some beautiful songs including the ones mentioned above, as well as “Anne on my arm” which the son sings in declaring his affection for his beloved, and “Look Over There” which Georges sings to remind his son of all that Albin has done for him.  The problem is there are too few songs in the setlist, and the same ones are reprised multiple times.  There are also too many extraneous characters, including townspeople, restaurant owners and a fisherman that wandered purposelessly through the stage twice, who don’t add anything important to the story.  Nevertheless, this was a wonderful show that broke barriers and bolstered the gay community in terms of representation, celebrating the themes of acceptance and being your true self.

For the most part, the plot in the various versions of this show is the same, including the hilarious scene of trying to teach Albin/Albert how to eat in a manly fashion.  But it is interesting to compare the differences that may have been triggered by changes in live vs filmed performance, language, culture, and the timeframe when each version came out.  In each case and sometimes inexplicably, each version felt the need to rename the major characters. Georges became the more Italian-sounding “Renato” in the French/Italian film that required Italian co-production because no French producer wanted to wade into gay plotline which was still considered controversial in the 70’s.  He was renamed Armand in The Birdcage, which also moved the setting from Saint-Tropez to Miami Beach, Florida and called Albin the more American-sounding “Albert”.  The son Laurent became Jean-Michel in the musical and Val in the Birdcage while his fiancée’s name changed from Muriel to Andréa to Anne to Barbara through the various versions.

A major plot point changed between the musical compared to the play and movies.  In these other versions, the biological mother finally did show up, leading to the ruse of Albin playing the role in drag to be revealed.  In each case, the fiancée’s father demands to know how many mothers does the son have?  In the earlier French film, it is Renato (aka Georges) who says, “Just one”, indicating Albin.  The son never stands up for the person who raised him, which always seemed a bit cold and insensitive to me.  This is rectified in The Birdcage when the son is the one who makes this acknowledgement.  Because the biological mother never arrives in the musical, this scene plays out differently.  A fallen wig gives Albin away and mayhem ensues leading Jean-Michel to seemingly apologize to Anne’s father.  But this is a fake-out because the apology is actually directed to Albin for not appreciating all that he had done in raising and being a true “mother” to Jean-Michel.  All the versions share the same delightful resolution to the conflict which I won’t spoil here.

Theatre 2024: Witness for the Prosecution @ Shaw Festival

During the COVID lockdown period, my friends and I amused ourselves by holding weekly Zoom meetings where we would take turns presenting a topic that interested us.  For one of my talks, I selected the life and works of Agatha Christie, the mystery writer known as the “Queen of Crime”, who still ranks second in the list of best selling fiction writers of all time, trailing only William Shakespeare.  Through the years, I have read and enjoyed many of Christie’s novels and plays as well as watching movie adaptations of her books.  Prior to attending Witness For The Prosecution at the Shaw Festival, the only live performance of a Christie play that I had watched was “The Mousetrap”, her most popular and longest running play.

Witness for the Prosecution is for the most part a courtroom drama that is based on a short story called “Traitor’s Hands” that Christie wrote in 1925, then adapted into a play in 1953.  Leon Vole is accused of murdering a wealthy spinster after befriending and charming her into making him the sole beneficiary in her will.  With means, motive and opportunity stacked up against him, Vole’s only defense is the alibi provided by his German wife Romaine who can testify that he was at home with her at the time of the murder.  Vole’s defense attorney Sir Wilfred Robarts Q.C. intends to call Romaine as his key witness but as the title of the play alludes to, she somehow ends up as a witness for the prosecuting side instead.

I previously watched the iconic 1957 film version of Witness for the Prosecution starring Tyrone Power as the accused, German actress Marlene Dietrich perfectly cast as his wife and the wily, irrepressible Charles Laughton as the defence counselor.  In the movie, the wife’s name was inexplicably changed to Christine.  Agatha Christie had deliberately selected the name Romaine to sound more foreign and exotic, which becomes an important plot point. Given the timing of the original short story which came out shortly after WWI and the play, which was adapted shortly after WWII, making this character of German descent played on any residual resentment left over from the wars that might be felt by the audience.

Known for her clever narratives and surprise endings, Agatha was not satisfied with the original ending of her short story and accordingly, added a second plot twist when she adapted the play.  The movie version took it one step further and added a final zinger.  This means that there are three different endings between the short story, the play and the movie, with each subsequent version building on top of the previous one.

Shaw Theatre’s version of Witness for the Prosecution adhered to the ending set up by the 1953 play”.  As was done for The Mousetrap, a plea is made to the audience at the end of this play to “keep the secret” of the twist ending so as not to spoil it for future viewers.  I will accede to this request and not give away the surprise ending.  Because I already knew the gist of the main twist, I did not get that same element of surprise as I did on my first exposure to the story.  As we exited the theatre after the play, we overhead two young women who obviously had not known what to expect and they were blown away by the ending.  Unfortunately, you can only experience that sensation once.

In comparison to the movie, which is my only frame of reference, the play did not have the same amount of humour and camp invoked by Charles Laughton’s pompous portrayal of Robarts.  Instead the campiness is directed at the actress playing Romaine, who is portrayed as the stereotypical “femme fatale” in a tongue-in-cheek manner.  Each time she struts on stage, her entrance is accompanied by a few bars of orchestration and a spotlight as she strikes a sexy pose.  She is dressed in the same sleek, silky jacket, skirt and hat on each appearance but the colour changes from a bright green to an orange to a bright red at the end, possibly to reflect her character arc.

Some interesting dialogue comes up early in the play when Vole refers to the murder victim as an “old woman”, then clarifies that she was 56.  When questioned by his lawyers of whether he considered that old, he remarks “you can’t call that a chicken, can you?”  These lines come straight from Christie’s play and possibly foreshadows one of the final twists.  This interaction feels even more jarring today when “60 is the new 40” and 56 would not be any adult’s definition of “old”.

During the prosecution’s cross-examination of Vole, it is mentioned that he was seen in the company of another character, with a very clear description of that character.  When the character eventually shows up, there is no resemblance to what was described.  Because of this, an important plot point that was set up by the initial interaction did not pay off at all.   I am not disparaging the concept of colour-blind casting, but perhaps the dialogue could have been slightly modified to match the casting so that Christie’s seemingly innocuous clue is not lost in the shuffle?

The play has two main sets which the action toggles between.  The first is the defense lawyers’ office where Robarts and his assistant Mayhew interview Leonard and Romaine and discuss the case. The second is the impressive court room complete with a judge perched up high with an image of the Scales of Justice appearing over his head, stenographer/clerks’ boxes, the witness box and the box holding the accused.  There is no jury box or presence of a jury on stage.  The attorneys turn towards us in the audience to plead their cases.  We are called upon to be the jury as we make our own decisions of Vole’s guilt or innocence while listening to the testimony.  In the lobby of Shaw’s Royal George Theatre were scaled down miniature models of the two sets as well as a few props from the show, which we were able to inspect during the play’s intermission.

Watching Witness for the Prosecution after already knowing how it ends took away a bit of that initial thrill of admiring Christie’s genius in spinning a twisty tale.  But this was still a fun play to watch and ultimately, a good plot is still a good plot, so we enjoyed it nonetheless. 

In 2017 there was a West-end revival of the play whose venue was London’s County Hall Court House, made up to look like the Old Bailey in the 1800s.  Some audience members were selected to sit in the public galleries and in the jury box.  That would have been a cool way to watch an old show!

Theatre 2024: The Wrong Bashir @ Crow's Theatre

To say that the majority of the plays in the 2023/24 season at Crow’s Theatre have been serious, dramatic, and sometimes extremely intense would be putting it mildly.  As part of this season, we watched a gripping play detailing horrific stories from the 2014 Russian-Ukraine war in Crimea and a fascinating verbatim play that describes the ordeal endured by a female chaplain who was kidnapped and tortured by a Neo-Nazi mental patient.  Even the lighter works included the frustrations and disappointments of a failed attempt to create Sidewalk Labs in Toronto, and a musical based on a small segment of the tome War and Peace that featured a suicide attempt.

While these were all excellent, well-acted and well-staged plays, it was still a breath of fresh air to finally get to see a comedy as the last show of the current season.  My husband Rich and I look to the theatre-going experience as a way to find escape and relief from all the turmoil going on in the world and welcome the opportunity to just laugh and be entertained.  I hope there will be more comedies (or “happy plays” as I like to call them) in the next season.

The Wrong Bashir is a farce by first-time playwright Zahida Rahemtualla, following that old literary doctrine “write about what you know”.  Reflecting her own heritage and culture, The Wrong Bashir deals with a multi-generational Ismaili family and the generational and cultural gaps that they face when interacting with one another.  Having grown up in Canada, the children Bashir and Nafisa are thoroughly westernized, while their parents Sultan and Najma, and grandparents (Dadapapa/Dadima) emigrated as adults and are much more traditional in their views and religious beliefs.

Photo from Crow's Theatre - Dahlia Katz

Bashir Ladha studied philosophy in university and has nihilistic views of the world which he wants to share via podcasts that he creates and attempts to play at coffee shops.  He recently moved back home since he has run out of money. His parents view his endeavours as aimless and worry that he is not involved in the Ismaili community and does not attend Khana where Ismailis gather to worship.   They are therefore thrilled to learn that their son was nominated to serve a prestigious religious position, totally ignoring the obvious fact that he does not qualify and therefore it must be a mistake.  The audience is on the joke right from the start given that the title of the play is “The Wrong Bashir”.  The antics caused by the mistaken identity ramp up as two council representatives, Al Nashir and Mansour, arrive to meet their chosen candidate and are perplexed by who they find.  As they try to reconcile the listed qualities and qualifications that led them to choose their nominee, Najma valiantly and comically tries to justify why her son would fit the bill.  The situation gets more fraught with the arrival of Bashir’s grandparents and gossipy family friend Gulzar, who heard the news through the grapevine.

The stage is set up in such a way that most of the home is visible in a linear fashion, so that you can see the living room, kitchen, dining area and hallway/front entrance all at once. This allowed for the conspiratory movement of groups of characters between the different spaces to find privacy in order to confer and strategize, eliciting the feeling of a door-slamming farce without the actual door-slamming. By the end of the first act, the two hapless councillors have realized that there are two people named Bashir Ladha in their Ismaili community and they are in the home of the wrong one.  But how to rectify the mistake without disappointing and dashing the hopes of this family?  And when Bashir finds out about the error, he is all for turning down the gig.

The mistaken identity trope produced the expected comedic scenarios.  But there was an entire extra layer of humour that catered directly to Ismaili or at least Muslim audience members who recognized gags about their customs and traditions.  In fact, some of the dialogue was actually spoken in a language native to the Ismaili but incomprehensible to those not of the culture.  In our sold-out show, which had a significant Ismaili representation in the audience, there was loud roaring laughter at dialogue or situations that did not land as well with the part of the audience who could not relate to the inside jokes.  It did not help that the sound did not travel well to the back of the theatre where we sat, making me miss the details of an important joke.  When the councilors first arrived to interview Bashir, he explained about his podcasts and examples of them were played on a boombox.  Unfortunately, the sound was so muffled that I could not hear what was said.  Yet I could tell by the horrified expression on Najma’s face and the confused ones on the councilors’, that it was something extremely inappropriate.  I also had trouble discerning some of the stronger accents used by the actors, especially when they were speaking quickly.

A few gags were more widely recognized across cultures included the plying of food on the guests, Gulzar shovelling leftovers into plastic takeout containers, and rhyming through countless names to determine the connection between Sultan and Al Nashir.  Another repeated joke involved the grandfather Dadapapa, who shows signs of dementia, going on and on providing endless blessings that required the guests to continually bow in acknowledgement.

The second act tones down the humour a bit and delves into more heartwarming concepts of family, goals and sacrifice.  We learn that Bashir’s father Sultan had to give up his goal of completing university because his family could not afford it and because they had to flee their home as refugees.  In a very touching scene, Dadapapa mistakenly thinks Bashir is actually Sultan and apologizes to him for making him to give up on his dreams.  This makes Bashir reconsider whether his life choices have been fair to his family.  In the end, The Wrong Bashir is a lively, humorous and ultimately touching comedy that can be appreciated on a whole other level for those who are familiar with Ismaili jargon and references.

Whenever possible, we try to attend the show that has a post show “talkback” where the play’s actors answer questions about their experiences.  For the Wrong Bashir talkback, we also got to hear from the playwright Zahida Rahemtula herself.  We found out that the play was written over 6 years ago and first premiered in Vancouver in 2023.  Her own father, Salem Rahemtula, played the role of Dadapapa and she incorporated situations from their own lives and stories that she heard from her grandparents into her writing.  The actress who played the grandmother revealed that this was her first acting role and that she was initially intimidated acting alongside more experienced performers.  We found out that aspects of the play changed making the transition from Vancouver to Toronto.  Initially the grandfather was Bashir’s mother’s parent instead of his father’s.  The actor playing the councillor Mousaud explained that there used to be even more slapstick in his role, but he toned it down to let the situations drive the comedy.

Theatre 2024: Four Minutes Twelve Seconds @ Tarragon Theatre

It is more or less a universal fact that a good story is the most important element in the presentation of any type of narrative, be it in a book, movie or play format.  For live performances, while fancy sets and costumes, music, lighting, and especially good acting are all useful elements, they cannot compensate for an inferior plot.

A case in point is the 90 minute play Four Minutes Twelve Seconds which has a riveting plot with many twists and turns.  Luckily, it also has a cast of stellar actors led by Megan Follows, who will always be known for her 1980’s portrayal of Anne of Green Gables, and Sergio Di Zio, who coincidentally was in an episode of Law and Order Toronto, Criminal Intent, that we just watched days before attending the play.

Currently performing at Tarragon Theatre, this is a family drama that feels like a thriller. The action starts with upper middle-class parents Diane (Di) and David discussing what happened to their seventeen-year-old son Jack after Di finds his shirt covered with blood. David initially downplays the blood as the result of a simple nosebleed, and then due to some inconsequential teenage rough-housing.  None of this rings true and under intense interrogation from Di, David’s explanations continue to change as he is caught in lie after lie. The tension rachets up as the real story involving a leaked sex video slowing unveils itself.  By the end of the play, the couple learns some hard truths about their “perfect” son and about each other.

The play is set up as a series of vignettes mainly featuring continued debates between Di and David with the passage of time being marked by subtle changes in clothing and Di’s hair which is tied into a ponytail then loosened repeatedly.  In trying to learn the truth of what happened, Di has confrontations with Jack’s friend Nick who she labels  as “slow” and Jack’s ex-girlfriend Cara who she dismisses as being “too Scarborough” (as in poor and trashy).

Megan Follows gives a powerful performance as her character Di goes through a wide range of emotions that almost mirrors the stages of grief, as she deals with the ever changing information that comes her way.  She starts with denial and anger as she rages against perceived injustices levied upon her son.  Then comes bargaining and depression as the truth starts to permeate and she struggles to come to terms with Jack’s culpability in events that led to his beating.  When she finally reaches acceptance, her proposed solution is shockingly tone-deaf and reeks a bit of wealthy, white entitlement.  Di Zio plays David perfectly, outwardly conveying an upstanding, devoted father and husband while subtly oozing with duplicitousness that makes you want to smack him on Di’s behalf.  Although their roles were small, the actors playing Nick and Cara were excellent as well.  I was especially impressed by the impassioned final rant that Cara directs at Di, where the meaning of the title of the play is finally revealed.  It is interesting that although he is referenced throughout the entire play, Jack never appears on stage.  You are left to imagine him through the dialogue carried on by the other characters.

The set is simple but effective, with most of the action taking place around the dining table of David and Di’s home.  For the few scenes where Di ventures out to speak with Nick or Cara, there is a lit-up V-shaped white line with a bench at one end that delineates the street or a setting outside of the house.  Nothing more is required since the set is inconsequential when you are so engrossed by the dialogue.  Four Minutes Twelve Seconds is a terrific play that dwells on issues of trust, privacy, consent, male toxicity, entitlement, class, race, and the perils of living in the age of technology.  It does a fine job of illustrating the point that a great plot is everything.

Theatre 2024: Dana H @ Crow's Theatre

What a strange feeling to be absolutely horrified yet totally mesmerized at the same time while watching a play.  Such were the emotions invoked while watching Dana H, a verbatim play with a twist.  Prior to this, my only experience with verbatim plays was with the 2014 musical London Road where the lyrics of all the songs were taken directly from interviews with citizens from Ipswich, U.K. as they commented on their thoughts about the serial killer that was plaguing their town.

Crow's Theatre's production of Dana H., which premiered on Broadway in 2019, takes the concept of a verbatim play to the next level.  All the dialogue in this one-woman show is taken from interviews with Dana Higginbotham, a chaplain from Florida who describes her ordeal of being kidnapped by psychiatric inmate Jim, a white-supremist neo-Nazi member of the Aryan Brotherhood who held her hostage for 5 months back in 1997.  We hear about how Dana meets, councils and advocates for the violent, deranged man, who repays her compassion by capturing her and dragging her from one seedy motel after another as they head south-west across the country.  She speaks mostly in a calm, dispassionate, almost emotionless manner as she details being abused both mentally and physically, only breaking down slightly when she recalls being brutally raped and assaulted.  For this memory, she shakily reads lines from a manuscript that she has written about her traumatic experiences.  Most appalling are her descriptions of the pair’s interactions with policemen during their travels, who she claims recognized her plight and saw her bruises but were too afraid of Jim’s Aryan Brotherhood association to provide her with much, if any, help.  The Aryan Brotherhood is described in Wikipedia as a neo-Nazi prison gang and organized crime syndicate with immense powers both inside and outside of the prison systems within the United States.

Playing the titular role, actress Jordan Baker enters a set that is made to represent one of the seedy motel rooms where Dana was held captive.  The décor is perfect, right down to the grime that can be seen on the walls, the filthy air-conditioning unit, and the tacky painting hanging above the bed.  Baker enters through the “front door” of the motel and sits down on the chair positioned centre stage facing the audience.  A sound technician follows and makes a point of helping her put on her earpiece.  Then we hear the voice of the interviewer ask his first question and the play begins as Dana opens her mouth to answer.

But rather than Baker reciting the lines from this interview, what the audience hears is an edited-together version of the audio interviews with a male voice asking the questions and Dana Higginbotham’s actual voice as she responds.  Baker lip-syncs in perfect timing to the audio, not only mouthing the words but mirroring the tone and context of the content with the appropriate facial expressions and body movements that include tapping of the chair or her thigh, rustling of paper or drinking from a water bottle, all in sync with the sounds generated from that audio.   As we were seated about 5 rows away from the elevated stage, my husband Rich and I had a clear view of Baker’s face and at first we concentrated on the exaggerated motions of her lips as she mouthed the words.  Very quickly after, we became so immersed in the story and the perfect execution of the lip-syncing that we totally forgot that the actress was not actually speaking.

Towards the end of this one-act play, shortly after describing the horrific description of Dana’s rape, the stage went black and when the lights came back on, the room was empty and the bed disheveled.  After a few seconds, there was a knock and then a maid came in and calmly went about cleaning the room and making the bed, all while multiple audios of Dana’s voice continued to play in a dissonant, jumbled manner.  The payoff of the scene came when the maid removed the bedsheet which revealed a huge blood stain.  With no reaction at all, she just added it to the pile of dirty laundry and left.  The scene seemed to serve two purposes.  From a practical perspective, it allowed Baker to rest off-stage for a few minutes.  In terms of the narrative, I guess it indicated how that area had become inured to violence and bloodshed as if it was an everyday occurrence.

The play Dana H. was written by Higginbotham’s real-life son Lucas Hnath, an acclaimed playwright known for penning A Doll House Part 2, a sequel to Ibsen’s classic play, The Doll House.  While the play describes Dana’s rescue and escape, as well as her eventual spiritual healing and new role in hospice end-of-life counselling, it does not describe how Dana reunited with Lucas nor how the ideas for the interviews and subsequent play came about.  The conceit of using his mother’s own voice to narrate her own story lends authenticity to the tale, making it all the more harrowing and impactful.

Whenever possible, I select the performance of a play that holds a post-show talkback in order to gain more insight regarding what I just watched.  This was more important than ever after watching Dana H since this performance was the most unique and unlike anything that I ever watched before. Hosted by Crow’s Theatre’s assistant director Paolo Santalucia, the talkback allowed us to hear the real voice of actress Jordan Baker and learn about her process in preparing for this challenging role.

Baker described the lip-syncing process to be almost like a dance, as she had to marry not just the enunciation of the words but also the body movements and emotions behind them.  While sitting on stage, in order to concentrate and listen as deeply as required to sync up with the sounds of Dana’s voice coming through her earpiece, Baker is put in what she describes as a “bubble”.  The lighting is set in such a way that she cannot see the audience and stares out at darkness.  The earphones block out all external sounds in order to further eliminate distractions.  Baker recalled one performance where the lights malfunctioned and she could actually see the audience as they shifted, coughed, reached for candy and so forth.  That made it exponentially more difficult for her to get through the show.  In terms of miming the actions such as slapping of the chair, she had to make sure not to actually hit the chair and make a second noise in addition to the one coming from the audio.  She explained how this play first made it to Broadway since under normal circumstances, such an avant-garde, intimate and intense show would have been relegated to Off-Broadway.  But it premiered during COVID when theatres were looking for shows with few actors in order to control the spread of the disease.  Baker was worried about whether she could carry what would be her first one-woman show, let alone one that required such a radically different technical performance.  She needs to wonder no more, as she was terrific.

Theatre 2024: Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

The final show in our “Off-Mirvish” subscription series was the remounting of Tom Stoppard’s 1966 absurdist play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, highlighting two minor characters from Shakespeare’s Hamlet.  Within the context of the play Hamlet, Rosencranz & Guildenstern (henceforth mentioned together as R&G) are two bumbling former childhood friends of the Danish Prince who are summoned to Elsinore Castle by his mother Gertrude and stepfather Claudius to observe and report on Hamlet’s strange behaviour.  They watch on as Hamlet mounts the play  “The Murder of Gonzago” to trap Claudius into admitting that he murdered Hamlet’s father.  In response, Claudius bribes R&G into betraying Hamlet by escorting him by boat to England with a letter to the English King requesting Hamlet’s execution.  Hamlet discovers the plot and switches the letter with a new one indicating that R&G should be put to death instead.

To some degree, Stoppard’s play retells this small subplot of the play Hamlet, but from the perspective of R&G.  We first meet the pair as they sit together in an indeterminant location, repeatedly playing a game betting on whether a flipped coin comes down heads or tails with the winner pocketing the coin. Guildenstern stubbornly calls “Heads” and loses 89 consecutive coins which seems to violate basic laws of probability.  This coin flip scene is our first clue that we are watching an absurdist play.  Absurdism is the philosophy that the universe is irrational and meaningless and trying to find meaning is a useless endeavour that leads to conflict.  Theatre of the Absurd is a term coined for plays that focus on absurdism.  Throughout the play, Guildenstern becomes upset at the incongruity of his experiences and acts out aggressively because of it.  Rosencrantz is gentler in nature and seems satisfied to just go with the flow since he can’t (or won’t) actively change anything anyways.  He just wants to be happy and to make his friend happy as well, to the point where he rigs a new coin game so that Guildenstern would win every time.

R&G seem unsure of who they are (mixing up each other’s names), why they are there, where they are headed, or what they can remember.  This theme of Individual Identify or lack thereof, further accentuates the irrationality of the universe.  They meet up with a theatre troupe led by a character known as “The Player” who seems to hold the answers to their confusion but does not or cannot reveal them clearly to R&G.  When they first meet, the Player refers to R&G as “fellow artists” as if alluding to the fact that the pair are actually actors or characters within a larger story (i.e. the play of Hamlet?).  Because of this, it is debatable whether R&G have any free will or ability to change a destiny that has already been pre-determined for them. While they consider it, they make no efforts to choose any path other than the one laid out for them.  Their fate and the inevitability of their deaths are so set in stone that it is actually in the title of Stoppard’s play (no spoiler alert required).  In this regard, R&G act as a stand-in for the “everyman” since death will ultimately come to us all.

Stoppard cleverly weaves actual scenes from Hamlet with the extra discourse and musings between Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and the Player. When speaking to any of the other characters within the play Hamlet, the Shakespearean text is quoted making it very meta since we are watching a play within a play.  The two titular characters are played by Dominic Monaghan and Billy Boyd who previously paired up to play the Hobbits Merry and Pippen in the movie version of Lord of the Rings.They are both excellent in their roles as Rosencrantz and Guildenstern respectively, especially Monaghan whose facial expressions exude his character’s sweet innocence and bewilderment.

I’m not sure that I fully appreciate Theatre of the Absurd and why plays of this genre are considered entertaining.  Perhaps it takes too much brain power for my taste.  At very least, Hamlet is referenced in this Stoppard play, which gives it some relatable context for those who are familiar with Shakespeare’s classic as opposed to watching the absurdist play Waiting For Godot, or as I like to call it, “Waiting for this Play to End”.  Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead is a three-act play that spans over three hours including two short intermissions.  This is an extremely long time to concentrate and try to follow along while inane, nonsensical dialogue is rapidly dispensed.  In the end, what I got out of it is this: “Life is absurd and then you die”.  I think this could have been conveyed in about half the time.

Theatre 2024: Aladdin

The next show in our 2023/24 Mirvish subscription series was a touring revival of the 2014 stage musical Aladdin, adapted from the same-named 1992 Disney animated film featuring songs by Alan Menken and Howard Ashman.  This movie was part of Disney’s “Renaissance” of commercially successful animated musicals that included The Little Mermaid and Beauty and the Beast.  In turn, the film is based on the story of Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp, a much darker Middle-Eastern folktale associated with the stories told in One Thousand and One (Arabian) Nights.  In that folktale, Aladdin is portrayed as lazy, greedy, self-entitled and kills two men (abeit evil sorcerers)—hardly the hero of modern-day depictions.

In Disney’s sanitized film version, Aladdin is a poor, thieving street urchin with a heart of gold who roams around the Middle-Eastern city of Agrabah with his sidekick Abu, a chattering little monkey.  He meets and falls in love with Princess Jasmine, but it is decreed by her father the Sultan that she must marry a prince.  The evil sorcerer and royal advisor Jafar seeks possession of a magic lamp with a genie inside who can grant three wishes.  Jafar’s minion is an ill-tempered parrot aptly named Iago.  The lamp is hidden inside a cave that only can be entered by a heroic “diamond in the rough” and Jafar realizes that Aladdin is the one.  Through mishaps in retrieving the lamp, Aladdin ends up becoming the genie’s master and wishes to be turned into a prince so that he can marry Jasmine.  Aladdin arrives at the palace riding a giant elephant (actually a transformed Abu) and woos Jasmine by taking her on a magic carpet ride while singing the now iconic song “A Whole New World”.  Jafar unmasks the fake prince and takes control of the lamp and genie, but Aladdin outwits him and marries Jasmine for the prerequisite Disney happy ending.

The late, comedic genius Robin Williams was the voice of the giant blue genie, and his manic, tour-de-force performance still acts as the gold standard for all subsequent portrayals of the genie in live action movies and stage musicals.  Singing the showstopping song “A Friend Like Me”, the genie goes through all sorts of magical gyrations to prove his powers, including morphing into various forms and multiplying into many genies, as only can be done through animation. To adapt this movie magic into something that would work in a live theatrical production takes some fancy stagecraft.

The musical does a great job of recreating the look and feel of the movie, with bright, colourful sets depicting the ancient city of Agrabah, the gilded and bejeweled cave where the lamp is found, and the palace.  The flowing silky costumes and in particular, the genie dressed in bright blue and Jafar in his long black robe, all channel the wardrobe of the characters in the film.  The animal sidekicks of the film have been replaced with human versions of Iago and Abu, but in place of the monkey are Aladdin’s three goofy but loyal friends Babkak, Omar and Kassim.

While the musical retains the same opening songs to introduce Agrabah (“Arabian Nights”) and Aladdin (“One Jump Ahead”) as in the film, additional songs were added including “Babak, Omar, Aladdin, Kassim” which the four friends sing to busk for money.  My favourite additional song is “High Adventure” where the three friends set off to the palace and fight royal guards in an attempt to save Aladdin who has been captured and imprisoned by Jafar.  Unfortunately, the new song “Proud of Your Boy”, meant to show Aladdin’s desire to honour a promise to his deceased mother to stop stealing, has taken on an infamously negative association when an American far-right, neo-fascist group named themselves “Proud Boys” after this song.  Poor Disney must be horrified.

To reproduce the animated extravaganza of the song “A Friend Like Me”, the extended live production number includes dancing waiters performing acrobatic moves, slinky harem girls and a slew of gold-clad, top-hatted tap dancers that look like they just came from the finale of A Chorus Line.  Additional lyrics are added to the song including a brief interlude where in quick succession, the genie sings notable lines from other Disney animated musicals including Beauty and the Beast (“Tale as old as time..”), Little Mermaid (“Look at this stuff..”) and Pocohantas (“.. And you’ll never hear the wolf cry…”).

The romantic magic carpet ride scene where Aladdin and Jasmine “soar” through the air was a bit of a letdown in this revival version of the show.  My husband Rich and I had actually watched this musical when it first previewed in Toronto in 2013 before heading to Broadway.  In that initial production, I seem to recall the carpet swooping across the entire stage with a large moon and starlit backdrop.  From what I see on Youtube, it is still like that on Broadway.  For our show, the stage went dark, and the carpet made short, constrained movements across a much smaller section of the stage with merely a spotlight on the Aladdin and Jasmine.  Also when “Prince Ali” (aka Aladdin in disguise) made his grand arrival at the palace, instead of an elephant he was pushed on stage sitting on what looked like a slightly raised Ikea trolley used to access objects on the top shelf.  At very least they could have created a taller platform and covered it with royal trimmings and decorations.  I guess these are the staging cuts and compromises that are made for a traveling road show that is only in town for a short period of time.

Better special effects were on display in the grand finale when Jafar takes control of the genie and wishes for himself to be the Sultan and ruler of the lands.  In a flash, Jafar’s black robe turns into a white Sultan’s robe.  Then when Aladdin tricks Jafar into wishing that he could be the most powerful genie, in another flash his robe turns bright red before he “vanishes” into the lamp that he is now trapped in.  Now that is some fancy stagecraft.

In general, this musical version of Aladdin provides all the feel-good fun of the Disney film.  Although it was probably targeted more for families with children, it was still a refreshing change from the many serious, tense or depressing plays that we have watched recently.  It was nice to just relax and enjoy an evening out, forgetting about the woes of the world. That is the power of good theatre.

Theatre 2024: Uncle Vanya @ CAA Theatre

Are the terms “Russian play” and “happy” oxymorons?  Or perhaps it is the concept of Chekhovian plays that is incongruous with anything lighthearted or joyful?  Because after watching a performance of Anton Chekhov’s classic 1897 work “Uncle Vanya” for the first time, it is hard to imagine a group of more morose, ineffectual people who are not only disappointed with their lots in life but are also bored, unfulfilled and so instilled with inertia that they make no efforts to change their lots in life.  There are a few moments of dark comedy since the characters are so pitiful that you are induced to laugh at the absurdity of their often self-imposed plights.

The setting of the play is a country estate run by Sonya, a plain looking spinster and her uncle, Vanya.  The pair toil endlessly to keep the run-down property going and send all profits to Sonya’s father, an elderly professor who lives in the city.  Also present at the estate is Mariana, an old nursemaid, Vanya’s mother Maria who is an ardent admirer of the professor, Astrov, an old county doctor who Sonya is secretly in love with, and an impoverished neighbouring landowner nicknamed Waffles because of the pockmarks on his face.

Sonya and Vanya’s mundane but familiar existences are thrown into turmoil when the Professor comes for a visit, accompanied by his beautiful and much younger wife Yelena, who he married after the death of his first wife (also Sonya’s mother and Vanya’s sister).  Both Vanya and Astrov are attracted to Yelena and try to woo her despite her being married.  She responds to Vanya’s advances with disdain but reciprocates Astrov’s feelings.  In a North American play, Yelena and Astrov would end up running away together in pursuit of their happy ending.  But this is Chekhov’s world where Yelena stays with the elderly professor who she no longer loves, either out of guilt and a sense of commitment, or more likely due to inertia and lack of will to act.

The other major dramatic plot point occurs when the professor insensitively announces that he has decided to sell the estate in order to fund a more lavish lifestyle for himself and Yelena in the city.  Perhaps they can buy a “summer cottage in Finland”.  He treats the issue that this will leave his daughter and brother-in-law homeless and jobless as a minor inconvenience that he hasn’t fully considered yet and totally ignores the fact that the estate actually belongs to Sonya and is not his to dispose of.  The professor’s thoughtlessness and lack of gratitude towards him finally causes Vanya to explode in rage.  This leads to a huge fight culminating on Vanya firing a gun at point-blank range, missing the professor twice. He is a failure even in this regard and his dismay is comical. After decades of apathy and acceptance, when Vanya finally tries to take action to change his fate, he does not succeed.  In the end, the professor backs off from the idea of selling the estate and leaves with Yelana.  Sonya and Vanya return to their old routines with Sonya comforting Vanya by implying that although they feel unhappiness now, one day they will find peace and joy in heaven.  She softly repeats the words “we shall rest” over and over and over again, as if to emphasize the monotony and emptiness of their current lives.  Despite her hope for the afterlife, this ending felt extremely depressing.

Ironically, Uncle Vanya is based on a prior unsuccessful comedic play called The Wood Demon that Chekhov wrote eight years earlier in 1889.  Featuring a cast of 15 characters (compared to Uncle Vanya’s 8), The Wood Demon was panned as being long-winded, convoluted and facetious, perhaps curing Chekhov from further attempts at writing comedies.  That he was able to trim the cast by half, take the best ideas from The Wood Demon and convert it into the classic drama which is Uncle Vanya speaks to his talent.  Unlike the characters in his play, his strength of character allowed him to turn failure into triumph.

Uncle Vanya was one of the first plays to concentrate on the environment and the harmful effects of over-development at the expense of Nature.  Dr. Astrov was a great proponent of conservation, lamenting the destruction of Russia’s forests.  The play was also lauded for its realistic characters, naturalistic dialogue and universal themes of unfulfilled potential, wasted lives, unrequited love and failed ideals.  Yelena’s name is interesting as this translates to a variation Helen in English and her character draws parallels to Helen of Troy.  While not quite launching a thousand ships and starting an epic war, Yelena’s presence did ignite previously dormant emotions in both Vanya and Astrov.

Although it is part of the Off-Mirvish subscription series, this version of Uncle Vanya is actually a remount of a 2022 Crow’s Theatre production.  Crow’s has impressed us time and again with their innovative staging and while the fixed structure of the CAA theatre limits what can be done, there were still some great touches added to the setting of the crumbling estate where the play takes place.  To emphasize how run down the manor is, in the first scene, water appears to be dripping from the ceiling into a bucket and when Vanya makes his entrance through a set of rickety wooden doors, one of the doors actually comes off its hinges.  A broken beam representing the rafter of the manor extends beyond the stage into the audience, further emphasizing the decrepit state of the home as well as adding a slight touch of immersive staging to the set. The glass wall stage right gives the illusion of a garden on the other side.  I would have liked to see the original staging of this play within Crow’s Theatre’s Guloien Theatre since from accounts that I read, that production was truly immersive and in the round.

The excellent cast included a few familiar faces.  One was the Tom Rooney who played Vanya.  We saw him in the Crow’s Theatre production of 15 Dogs in 2023 and he was superb in that show as the black poodle Majnoun.  Rooney is equally impressive in Uncle Vanya, making you feel his pathos and share in his pain.  Eric Petersen plays the smaller role of the professor with the right amount of arrogance, bluster and insensitivity.  We watched him in several past productions of Billy Bishop Goes to War.  I’m not sure if this is becoming a new Crow’s Theatre trademark, but just like Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 which we watched earlier this year, the program for Uncle Vanya contained a Family Tree to help us tell the characters apart.  Maybe it is because both of these Russian-based plays feature characters with impossibly long names.

From the purpose of enriching our literary and cultural knowledge, watching Uncle Vanya was enlightening and important.  But from an entertainment perspective, my husband Rich summed it up best.  It felt like the theatrical equivalent of eating a kale salad.  He knows that it is good for him but saying he enjoyed the experience might be a bit of a stretch.  One thing that it did do was make us appreciate our own relatively happy and fulfilling lives all the more.