Famous playwright Sandor Turai has just overheard his nephew’s fiancée cavorting with another man. So has his nephew. This isn’t good for business, since Turai’s nephew composes the sugar-coated melodies that accompany his words on stage. In other words, the playwright has a vested interest in keeping his composer happy.
So, as any reasonably vain man would do, he concocts a plan to save his nephew’s upcoming nuptials with his playwrightfulness. The task: incorporate the cheating pair’s pillow talk to help float a story that the affair was merely rehearsal for an ancient French play that nobody had heard of that would be performed that very night. And so truth becomes a lie and lies become truth. Still with me?
Read the rest of my review of Stage Centre’s production of The Play’s The Thing over at Mooney on Theatre. I really liked the performance: It’s an 86-year-old play adapted by PG Wodehouse that charmed my cynical heart and inspired out-loud laughter. And to think I almost didn’t go because the theatre was all the way out in an isolated corner of the Fairview Mall parking lot. It’s three subway transfers from downtown, literally the end of the line.
I’d never heard of the Fairview Library Theatre, tucked within the Fairview branch of the Toronto Public Library, with it’s makeshift box office, and highschoolers (or possibly someone’s kids) working the doors.
So check out Mooney on Theatre for my review of the performance — the site closely follows Toronto’s theatre scene. And, because the long commute inspired me, here’s my camera phone view of the evening (I’m sorry to the Fairview Theatre management for disobeying the “no photography” rule…but I resisted capturing the actors’ dapper Great Gatsby-style costumes, so that’s something).