By Christine Rodriguez
For two months, the production was running along quite smoothly. That is until we lost one of our actors to the TV gods two weeks before opening night. I stepped into the role. I was the most logical choice. I wrote the play. I’d been to most of the rehearsals. I can act.
It’s been a whirlwind ever since: interviews, load in, last minute errands, Q to Q, dress rehearsal/preview night, opening night, managing reservations, seeking volunteers, acting, counting up box office, more acting. Did I mention getting my son to school on time (darn!); getting his homework done (where is that homework agenda?!); and parent-teacher interviews?
Then, a not so glowing review from The Charlebois Post. Sarah Deshaies writes: “Five women, five friends, not enough time to sufficiently investigate the story binding them together.” Oh good. I left her wanting more. “Always leave them wanting more.” Isn’t that what ‘they’ say? Actually, most of the women I know who saw the show and who have lives that most closely parallel Barb’s or Jaya’s (all work, no rest) found it rather practical that the play lasted only a little over an hour.
But, so far, the statement with the most impact about the show has been what Donald Ress had to say. He attended the show with a woman, who had recently lost her father to cancer, and her mother. He writes: “Considering the subject matter, and how closely it hit home I was very interested to hear what they had to say about the show afterword. Both mother and daughter felt that the topic was handled with respect and a realistic optimism. It was all in good taste and they left the show with nothing but genuine praise :).”
Well, it’s about time to take a breath now, enjoy the moment and appreciate what a group of people have been able to accomplish with limited resources. We did good. Thanks everyone