We went to see Edward Scissorhands last night at the 5th. It's not something I would have gone out of my way to see but a Jim had gotten free tickets so why not? I thought it would be fun. Easy, over the top entertainment. I left at intermission. There was nothing wrong with the production per se. There were a few clever moments and certainly the sets were pleasing but it was completely flat. I didn't feel drawn in and I certainly didn't care about any of the characters.

One couple left midway through the first act and I watched them, longingly wishing they would take me with them. The show had no words: neither spoken nor sung. No words. Can you say, "Mime?" It's been a while since I saw the film but I remember that it was moving and subtle. The musical (mime) version was full of stereotypical clichés to convey who the characters were and exaggerated acting to tell the story. Subtle it was not.

I don't have a favorite type of performance. I'm as equally comfortable at the Opera as I am at a movie theater but damn it, I want my emotions manipulated -- and this didn't do it for me.

(sidenote: I've seen so much good theater lately that it is actually fun to have something to trash :)

It's been a crazy week so this is a late update. Yet another fabulous weekend -- this one was a two play weekend for us: Steel Magnolias and Late Night Catechism. Both extremely entertaining. Steel Magnolias made me cry - I was completely depleted afterward but in a good way. I ran into the Director today and complimented her on ruining my night ;) Catechism was a hoot. I want to take my ex-Catholic mother to it. She'll be one of the people in the audience raising her hand and cracking everyone else up. If you haven't been, GO! It's very funny plus what have you been waiting for? It's been running for ten years.

Saturday morning I got together with a good friend on Capitol Hill for breakfast. He took some smashing photos of me and put them on his flickr site here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/speedforce/sets/72157600112248564/. If you go to the site, you'll see that he mentions that I dropped his camera in my cup of coffee. Seriously, I wanted to curl up and die -- but he was pretty cool about it and somehow that made the gaff tolerable. I even continued to drink my coffee. (Eh, whatever. I need my fix.) Then, today at lunch with this same friend, I dowsed myself and the table with a rather large glass of ice water. What is it with beverages and this guy?!? :)

Now you know.