Sunday, Bubbles and I went to see Coronado at the University of Toledo. The play started at 2pm and we arrived with just enough time to spare. We had to shovel our lunches down to accomplish this because we went on a mission to get monkeys before the play (More on that later.) There were signs outside the building telling us that the play was inside, but there were no signs after that. We walked in and wandered the main hall which meandered from one end of the building to the other in anything but a straight line. Around one corner, there was a young lady standing behind a table upon which we saw a box full of envelopes. There were two young men standing there talking to the lady and there seemed to be confusion about the legatimacy of their clame to tickets. After they gave up and stepped to the side in order to call the person who was to have put tickets on hold for them, we stepped up. Our ticket were readily available, thankfully. When the lady handed us our tickets without a word as to where we should go to actually watch the play, I was unsure what to do. We wandered past her in the same direction we had been heading under the assumption that this is where we would find the "theater". Indeed, we were correct. Around the next corner and on the left, there were two dorrs covered with black drapes and an young lady standing guard - ready to take our tickets. I was a little put off by what we saw when we walked in. No, not the "stage", but the seating area. The seats were an arrangement of 4 rows of 15 on the lower level and 1 row of about 20 on the upper level. The seats were the hard plastic kind you'd expect to find in a hospital cafeteria. The seats where at least raised on a stadium style riser so we did have a great view. And, being in such a small "theater" meant that we were really close to the action.
The play was really well done. It had a bit of mature material, but I don't think it was anything that Bubbles hasn't heard before. They accomplished the telling of the story in a disjointed timeline by having multiple representations of the same characters on the stage at once. The actors who weren't the focus at the moment were frozen in their final pose of the previous scene. It starts with 6 people in a bar drinking. The psychiatrist and his patient arguing about the sex they already had. A married woman and her lover who are so hot for each other they are having trouble talking about anything but having sex. A fater and son who are occupied in a discussion about a stolen diamond. As each couple takes focus on the stage, the others freeze and hold their pose until it's their turn to continue their scene. It turns out that these 6 people are all intertwined in a disjointed timeline that is revealed as the play progresses. The father/son relationship took the longest to reveal and it was worth the wait. I'll not spoil it for you just in case you get the opportunity to see the off-broadway version of the play or the movie.
After the play, which we thoroughly enjoyed, we talked about the actors and techniques and how they were applied. I wanted Bubbles to get something from this that she can apply to her drama lessons at the CTW. I think she did take away something good. Oh, I forgot to mention! Bubbles got 3 parts in The Prince and the Pauper. She'll be a servant, a begger woman and Nan, Tom's sister. We were supposed to go to dinner after the play, but neither of us were hungry so we went home first, instead. Then, at around 5:30 we headed for Smokey Bones. Grant, our server, looked like Chris Ellion and gave us some of the best service that I've ever had. The spinach dip was the reason we chose Smokey Bones
During dinner, Bubbles was preoccupied with Sponge Bob on one of the TVs and I watched a bit of the Jacksonville/Denver game . There was some good conversation, too, though. All in all, I'd say it was a good date. I hope to see her again next year... or sooner.
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