We had a glass of wine in the Music Center Plaza before going to see 2:22 at the Amandson. I felt the need for alcoholic fortification after the Oklahoma debacle last month. Well, I didn’t need the wine. 2:22 is clever ghost story. I won’t go into any details because I don’t want to ruin the ending, but the actors were good, the lighting and sound effects were wonderful, and the script didn’t piss me off. It wasn’t “woke”! I didn’t think that was allowed anymore. I’m still annoyed by Oklahoma, the awful “woke” version I endured last month. That new vision sucked all the charm out of an American classic. It portrayed Oklahomans as cruel bloodthirsty louts and liars. The set was cheap, the re-interpretation labored, the singers were pitchy…What a waste of time and money. There were lots of empty seats after intermission. I wish we’d left but Gordon figured we spent the money (too much!) and he wanted to get his money’s worth. Can’t waste a thing. It’s the Midwestern in us. With reference to this production, you can throw shit on a classic but that doesn’t make you an artist–it makes you a vandal. I might have to skip the re-interpretation of 1776 that’s on the schedule. It was written as a salute to the country in a bicentennial year, but I imagine it’ll be “woke”. EVIL United States! It has no right to exist! I hear the theater is in trouble in New York. If this is what is presented, I can see why. I’d rather go to a ball game. Or watch I Love Lucy repeats. And I’m seriously reconsidering my subscription.
Enough ranting. I enjoyed 2:22. Lotsa fun.
