Play: Hir
Tonight, we in Up in the Cheap Seats (UITCS), some for the third night in a row, were at Hir, a transgender comedy at Park Theatre. My companion of a while ago came to that as well, and we, at least, would probably head to My Cottage Restaurant afterwards. So I didn't eat beforehand - which afforded me more time to put in at work. Which is not a bad thing..
Tube, tube, tube. How I miss being close enough to bus it to this.. At least, leaving a bit later than usual, I avoided rush hour. Got a seat almost all the way. Got to the theatre, got a drink, met the others - and when a table came free, we took it. And chatted, and went in when it was time. Handily, a couple of us were on the same level as the upstairs bar, where we were meeting..
Bench seating upstairs, so I got chatting to the bloke on my seat. I remarked to him how I'd never seen a messier stage.. Sure enough, it's deliberate. You might take umbrage at the messy stage.. you might take umbrage at the treatment of the family patriarch, who's had a stroke, and whose wife keeps him doped up. Certainly, their son does, when he comes back from the military. But..
This is the story of two worlds colliding: in one (the dad's and son's), things are orderly, things are as Dad wants them. The son, he says in due course, went to the military to learn how to deal with his aggressive father - in fact, he seems to have learned how to be just like him. His arrival - he keeps throwing up in the sink - brings him a terrible shock, at the state of the house, at the fact his sister is now transgender. His mother and sister, meanwhile, are enjoying a bright new future, now that Dad's incapacitated, and in no state to object. Until his son and heir comes home..
In the queue for the bar at the interval some guy behind me was remarking to his companion, "yes, he was abusive, but.." . Hmm. I, happily, haven't been a victim of it, but I tell you.. I would not blame the wife in an abusive marriage for ANYTHING she did, given the freedom, either to escape, or to take her revenge. I haven't been a victim of it, but I have seen it. So, well, you know which side I was on. Years of systematic abuse.. probably drip-by-drip.. can annihilate a woman's self-esteem. I don't blame that woman for a single thing that happened in this play. Anyway, it's a discussion point.. Ooh, and as the guy beside me remarked, how handy a method they have of redecorating the stage for the next performance - just.. release the large pile of clothes suspended above!
Runs till the 16th of next month. Recommended.
Also in the queue at the interval, who was behind me but William H. Macy, husband of Felicity Huffman, who plays the wife/mother in this..
That's him outside at the interval.. sorry, best shot I could get!
Afterwards, just the two of us repaired to My Cottage.. where we were very well fed, with excellent service, as ever. A very useful oasis after the theatre..
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