Nov 26, 2006 21:00
My grandmother took me to see Equus today.
We rolled up to the theatre which was behind a huge office building on 15th street. The name of the theatre was painted on the brick of this ugly building. There were purple and red flowers painted on the rest of the wall.
A guy at tiny metal door in a camo jacket was multi-taskin;chain smoking AND running the Will-call window. On a whole- VERY DODGY LOOKING.
The lighting inside was very dim.
A warning outside the house doors (and in the bathrooms) said
"THIS SHOW CONTAINS
- MIST
- FULL FRONTAL NUDITY
- HAY
Ask the house manager if you have any questions"
The old man next to me tapped my thigh and asked me if I was a good "punctuater"
What? User of punctuation, he meant. Had I noticed the typos in the program?! He chuckled.
This would happen many times throughout the play.
tap-question-chuckle.
I spent all of the first 15 minutes trying to pretend the lead didn't look and sound EXACTLY like Andrew Hawkins.
But he did.
Then he ripped off all his clothes(ALL) and lead a horse around the stage.
For some reason, this didn't strike me as odd.
My grandmother didn't even blink.
The play was INTENSE. Nearly brilliant.