#1
Posted: 7/31/11 at 9:48pm
I had the extreme misfortune of sitting through the matinee of Tricks the Devil Taught Me today and I want to warn anyone contemplating buying a ticket (or going on a comp) to steer clear. I see my fair share of theater and this has to rank up there as one of the more unbearable, mind-numbing and pointless pieces of garbage I've endured.
First off it was three hours long, which rarely works out for anyone. The scenes dragged on and on and on and on and on. Every character was leading a miserable existence, but there was really no plot/central conflict to the play. It was just one long slog of misery.
I went to see Mary Testa, and she has a tiny role that could really be cut. I can't really blame any of the actors, as they all do their best, and in good plays I actually think would turn in some fine performances.
The problem is Tony Georges, writer and director of this mess. The most interesting thing about this guy is this website I found when I googled him at intermission...http://sites.google.com/site/tonygeorgestricksthedevil/tony-georges-background
I don't know if any of this is true, but it sure made my friends and me laugh.
Truly sitting through this made me feel like I was in a Seinfeld episode where my friends and I were at a show and the first act just wouldn't end. Every time another rambling scene was fade to blackout we were ready to get up when the lights would come back on to reveal another scene set to begin.
The play ends with what's supposed to be a rather intense and serious scene, but the remaining audience members were having nothing of it and were laughing at certain character outbursts. The whole thing had become so ludicrous. Please don't misunderstand this to mean it was so bad it was good. It wasn't like that at all. There was just no choice by the end to have any other reaction but laughter.
First off it was three hours long, which rarely works out for anyone. The scenes dragged on and on and on and on and on. Every character was leading a miserable existence, but there was really no plot/central conflict to the play. It was just one long slog of misery.
I went to see Mary Testa, and she has a tiny role that could really be cut. I can't really blame any of the actors, as they all do their best, and in good plays I actually think would turn in some fine performances.
The problem is Tony Georges, writer and director of this mess. The most interesting thing about this guy is this website I found when I googled him at intermission...http://sites.google.com/site/tonygeorgestricksthedevil/tony-georges-background
I don't know if any of this is true, but it sure made my friends and me laugh.
Truly sitting through this made me feel like I was in a Seinfeld episode where my friends and I were at a show and the first act just wouldn't end. Every time another rambling scene was fade to blackout we were ready to get up when the lights would come back on to reveal another scene set to begin.
The play ends with what's supposed to be a rather intense and serious scene, but the remaining audience members were having nothing of it and were laughing at certain character outbursts. The whole thing had become so ludicrous. Please don't misunderstand this to mean it was so bad it was good. It wasn't like that at all. There was just no choice by the end to have any other reaction but laughter.
Marie: Don't be in such a hurry about that pretty little chippy in Frisco.
Tony: Eh, she's a no chip!
Updated On: 8/1/11 at 09:48 PM