A few weeks ago, I got an email offering me free tickets to an off-Broadway show along with a request to review the show. I was pretty excited—free tickets to a New York show? Starring Brady Bunch alum Eve Plum? The blog was finally paying off! I accepted immediately and invited my Uncle Marty to come with me. He loves the theater and has taken me to several shows over the years. I was excited to return the favor.
I couldn't quite glean what the show was about, though. Was it a comedy mocking advice columnists/givers? Was "Miss Abigail" a real advice writer about whom I'd never heard? The former turned out to be correct (a little research proves that BOTH were true, but show took the real Miss Abigail as a starting point).
My overall feeling about the show? It was nonsense, but pleasant, humorous mildly entertaining nonsense. Not every show leaves you with something to ponder afterwards, which isn't such a terrible thing…but, I expect more from the theater. A movie that you drop ten bucks on, then forget, is one thing. A show that you spend upwards of fifty dollars on ought to stick a little more. Now, if you were in my shoes, and could see the show for free, I'd say go. It might even be worth $20. It was truly funny in places.
The show had two actors, Eve Plumb as Miss Abigail and a very talented young man playing her sidekick and helper, Paco, who quite obviously nursed a serious crush for Miss Abigail. I'm sorry to say that Miss Plumb was out classed by her co-star, but he may have more theater experience and it was the preview week. Her performance was serviceable but she still needed to smooth out her delivery and work a bit on the timing.
The major conceit of the show was that Miss Abigail gives romantic advice that is based on dating books from the 1950s and earlier. I quite enjoyed this aspect of the show, since books that catalog the mores of the past are fantastically amusing. I wish there were more of that and fewer "groaners"—really dumb, obvious jokes that got easy laughs but made one feel a bit embarrassed.
Still and all, it was a fun evening. Mild audience participation was part of the show and one fellow was so perfect and hilarious that I wondered if he were a plant. The best part, though, was that Uncle Marty enjoyed himself, which was really the point.
Grateful for: the opportunity to see a show for free! Thank you!