There was no The Show That Goes Wrong moment, so, as far as I could tell, the tech part of the rehearsal went fine.

I’m sure the cast was grateful to have a a group of people before whom they could strut their considerable skills.

And, for the most part, the attendees, unsurprisingly, seemed to be more clued in than I to the show’s references, even though I had already seen the designers’ run as previously described in an earlier post. I clearly am not the target audience.

For example, I caught allusions to Wicked, Chicago and Peter Pan, but didn’t catch them to, well, I don’t know, as Donald Rumsfeld would say.

I got some help from the Millennial sitting next to me, but even she had no explanation for some of the material.

There were a couple moments when I thought I alone, based on no reaction around me, got a joke, but maybe I was chasing windmills, which may become even tougher to do if they are outlawed.

I’ll have more to say after going to opening night, but, in case the author/director has nothing else to do and is reading this, I want to suggest, and others agreed with me, less eggplant. In putting the show together, he must have had a Steve McQueen in The Magnificent Seven moment, that is “It seemed to be a good idea at the time.”