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August Osage County

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on February 17, 2009 by thebrooklynsocialite

I finally saw August Osage County and I have to say it was pretty damn brilliant. It makes my dysfunctional family look OK after all. Grandma’s a pill-popping drug addict, mom and dad are getting divorced, but pretending to be still happily coupled, and mom’s 2 sisters are perfectly wacky. One is married to a sleazy republican type who’s trying to sleep with mom and dad’s 14 year old daughter. The other is sleeping with her cousin, or wait is he her brother?

All the madness takes place around a well-lit and seamlessly designed 3-story house set. The drama begins when grandpa goes off missing and soon turns up drowned in his favorite fishing lake. Suicide? A very Desperate call for help?  Whatever it is this event gets the whole family up in arms, including an excessively grand, great-aunt,  her son(the one who’s sleeping with his cousin) and her obese, still very warm and reasonable husband. Oh, and they also have a Native American housekeeper. who peaceably witnesses it all.

I won’t spoil the ending but suffice it to say, the drama is convincing and the tenuous lines between self-determination and family responsibility are clearly illuminated. Plus a lot of (fake?) whiskey is consumed on stage!

Now playing on Broadway.

Giveaway, Spin, Barmarche

Posted in Guide to What's Good with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 10, 2008 by thebrooklynsocialite

Hello! The giveaway is still open, we have had one winner so far, but there are two copies of the book to give away, so remember to email your answers in by tomorrow at midnight for a chance to win! carpetbaggerk@gmail.com. The correct answers will be announced on Saturday!

Tonight I went to see Spin presented by the Stage Farm at the Cherry Lane Theater. It was a collection of five short plays by a range of directors including Adam Rapp and Gina Gionfriddo. Her play was a game show o’ misery, which pitted Britney Spears against a US soldier who had died in Iraq. The contest was to see whose life was more tragic, according to the textbook definition. Britney won, after a grandstanding speech about how she had survived child labor in the Mickey Mouse Club and a monolougue by the contest’s judge, which as I recall peaked at, “When I was a brillo-haired little girl, I had a straight-haired Malibu Barbie who I worshiped, and you Britney, were that Barbie come to life!”

The highlight for me was Judith Thompson’s Nail Biter. Framed as a rebuttal against a damning youtube video, a Canadian soldier defends, albeit nervously, his complicity in torture at Guantanamo Bay. Jesse Hooker convincingly embodies this character and the way the confession wraps in a reel-like circle is quite effective.

Go check them out, they were good!

Don’t however run on down to Barmache afterwards, as I did. The American, references Mexican food is overpriced and over-fried. Yes, the decor is shiny, charmingish, and of course referencing the white tile trend as much as possible,  but I’d rather eat my grilled chicken and mash at Whole Foods for $6 B S style. The company was great though, thanks guys!