| | A Play Opening, A Play Closing
This weekend I saw two plays.
Saturday I managed to get to San Rafael despite the public transit snafu I ran into when trying to get to the Golden Gate Bridge. That is, Muni wasn't running to the Golden Gate Bridge. There was massive construction near the bridge and long story short, I got there and got onto a Golden Gate Transit bus (many thanks for the shuttle to the bridge by the way) and made my way to AlterTheater's opening of References to Salvador Dali Make Me Hot by Jose Rivera.
I was there to help with box office. Volunteer that is with my fellow AlterLab playwright Ignacio. I handed out press packets and chatted with patrons, some of whom were at the AlterLab salon.
The performance was followed by a opening night party with food courtesy of Sol Food and I made Calimochos to drink. And after it was all said and done I got a ride back to SF with Marilet where we caught up over at The Bitter End and found ourselves in an unexpected conversation with a few other patrons.
Marilet Martinez (Martin) and Carla Pauli (Gabriela)
I know I'm somewhat biased since a) I love Jose Rivera's plays and b) I'm in residency at AlterLab, but I thought they did a great job with the play. It's just started its run, so you have plenty of time to catch this play.
Sunday I caught the final performance of Shotgun Players' The Coast of Utopia: Voyage by Tom Stoppard. I'm a big fan of Tolstoy, so I sort of have a thing for Russian stories set during the time period of Stoppard's play. There were tons of characters, which felt typical of Russian literature. Though I have expected to hear more nicknames, it seemed like everyone in Anna Karenina had a nickname they went by instead of their actual formal name.
Anyhoo, the play is the first in a trilogy and Voyage divided its two acts between country life and city life (which also felt "right" to me considering what I know of Russian life at that time). Country life seemed to revolve around the women and their brother. The second act which focused on events in Moscow focused more on the men whose lives were entwined with philosophical debates.
I got back to the city around 5 something and headed to Russian Hill via the cable car (which always makes me feel lucky to live here) and had a some amazing sushi with a good friend. So it was a full weekend of great theatre and yummy eats.
What more can you ask for?
Well...maybe more sleep. Marilet knows what I'm talking about.
-M
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