Missy and I went to BSC Saturday to see (Steve?) Levine’s synthesis of two Molière plays… one was Educated Ladies, and I have no idea what the other one was since I don’t have the program right in front of me. It was funny… but too long. The show began at 8 pm, and intermission wasn’t until 9:45 or so. And there was still an hour and a half to go. We left at intermission. There really was no point of staying, since most of the people involved in the production (not all the actors, some stage hands) are responsible for making Missy’s semester particularly painful. Can you believe that one of them, in response to Missy’s costume design, said: “if you put me in anything uncomfortable, I’ll shoot you in the face”… oh, yeah. With sound effects and everything. Clever girl, let me tell you.

And I was having a particularly sucky day, so off we headed to Starbucks for some yummy snackage before we left town to go get Jesse at work. I was very much craving a vanilla soy latté, but no… Starbucks closes at ten. ARGH! I know, I know… big corp. bad. But I neeeeeeeeded it! Sucky days need to be remedied by vanilla soy lattés, don’t you know! wah, wah, wah.

The part of the show we did see wasn’t awful, it was just really repetitive. The jokes that would have been hilarious were ruined by the length it took to tell them. Physical comedy that would have added to the characters and action belabored the point, and I was a little bored. The star of the show was definitely the guy playing the oldest educated lady. Completely obsessed with language, s/he attempts to purge the household of all words that hold reference to men. Some fine examples: “manage,” “menu,” “history,” etc. Quite funny, indeed.

While not a complete waste of my time, Mr. Levine would have done better to shave off an hour of action to spare his audience the redundancy.