up until i was about 20, both of my parents were (by choice?) in many ways entirely dedicated to their children’s ‘careers’…our soccer careers, our academic accomplishments, and our social lives. i’m not really sure i ever really understood that my parents might have their own interests.
as empty nesters, and really ever since two of us were out of the house, my mother and father have embarked on a reinvention of their lives, which has been one of the most endearing things i’ve ever witnessed.
the most notable puzzle piece to my father’s new era has been theater.
his seemingly impromptu weekend trips to chicago to catch a show were met with varying levels of indifference from his children, at first. my dad’s weird, so weird stuff like running off to catch shakespeare can slide under the proverbial radar…especially to a son who’s running around in california.
and then a manuscript showed up in my college dorm; a play called The Mandatum; authored by WHO?
it was then that this particular piece of the puzzle that’s Dad found it’s place and i started to see it as necessary to the whole picture.
i was impressed, first of all, with the script i read.
and i sort of loved that he was artistic under his ‘raising kids so i’m strict and demanding’ persona.
so to my point; since i’ve returned to chicago and joined my parents at a handful of plays and theater workshops each year (my father sees upwards of 50 a year), i’ve been to many good and bad plays in this fair city.
and A Steady Rain is one of the most enjoyable i’ve seen. it’s playing at the Royal George Theater, and was picked up for this commercial run from Chicago Dramatists, a local theater non-profit.
if theater blanks your stare, or just isn’t your thing, or is something you’d like to like but might not have the patience for…this is the one you should see.
i highly recommend it to you, dear reader.
i recommend it to the extent that tomorrow night i’m taking 16 of my friends to see it; my fourth time seeing the play.
a quick, 90-minute walk through a traumatic and engaging evening retold by two chicago policemen, A Steady Rain packs this guttural punch that lends me the confidence to recommend it. especially to non-theater people.
with just two actors creating all the tension and drama through their conversation, you completely forget that you’re being TOLD the play. it’s gives you that feeling you get when you watch a movie and you can’t help but say, “man that actor is AMAZING in this”.
it rides on the two actors, and they succeed.
it’s remarkable, raw, edgy, and fresh.
it’s not for grandma.
it’s for chicago people.
and i’m totally and completely willing to organize a blogger meetup for it, if there’s interest in the comments.