But of course what Jack sees is only a sliver of this great city.
Tonight I go out by myself. It’s something I really don’t mind doing. My friend Zelia and I split a membership to a downtown theater called Rattlestick. She doesn’t want to see tonight’s play called 3-C, so I go alone.
Tonight I go out by myself. It’s something I really don’t mind doing. My friend Zelia and I split a membership to a downtown theater called Rattlestick. She doesn’t want to see tonight’s play called 3-C, so I go alone.
Although the theater is a dumpy one,
it’s one of my favorites. Rattlestick is
known for staging off-the wall contemporary plays, and is willing to take
risks. Most memorable is a play I saw at Rattlestick in 2007 called That Pretty Pretty; or, The Rape Play where
someone actually pees onstage. Tonight’s play is much less
raunchy. It’s a darker version of the
70’s sitcom Three’s Company. Like many of Rattlestick’s productions, some
parts work and others don’t.
Although I
have been seeing plays at this little theater for many years, I can never find
it. It is tucked into a little side
street in the West Village, and there is no marquis announcing the theater’s
name. Every time I go it’s like going
for the first time.
I arrive
minutes before curtain and there is a short line to the single bathroom. To get to it,
you have to cross the stage. I get in line
and the usher comes up to me and says, “I’m really sorry, but we need to start
the play. We can’t allow anymore people
to use the restroom.” She justifies her directive by adding, “The play is only 90 minutes.” Do I really have to tell her that I just drank
a bottle of water and I’d rather not be uncomfortable for the next hour and a
half? She reads my mind and lets me go,
though I can see her thinking, “But please be fast.”
I quickly go
to the bathroom, rush to my seat, sit down, and the lights immediately dim. I imagine the usher nodding to the stage
manager, “Okay, she’s done; we can start now.”
I doubt this is the New York Jack imagines. But it is the one I love.
I doubt this is the New York Jack imagines. But it is the one I love.
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