So everyone arrives at the apartment and we have wine, snacks and make conversation with plenty of time before the show starts, eventually leaving confidently to go to the theatre to see The Producers. Nick said he bought all the tickets in April so I assume it’s hard to get tickets unless it’s well in advance for the show. At least four of the people in the group were from London and felt confident that we needed to get off at Piccadilly Circus to walk down to the theatre on Drury Lane. After a short crowded ride on the underground, we get to Piccadilly only to discover that the theatre we are looking for is about a mile down and time is starting to cut close. With traffic too busy for a Taxi, we ran the mile across London only to make it with seconds to spare, As soon as we sat down, the show started.
While I am sitting there in my seat hearing my Asthma wheeze inside my lungs like a broken squeeze toy, I am trying my best to cover it up and not disturb others until the cardiac arrest clears off and I can breath normal again. I am dripping with sweat as I was wearing a ski jacket while running in the cold and the theatre was incredibly well heated. The lady next to me seemed put off by something and kept leaning in to say something to her husband, Eventually she leans my way and says “I noticed you forgot your handkerchief, might I offer one of mine?” in a posh English accent. I accepted and smiled with a polite thank you. I needed to clear my nose but I thought at first I would wipe my forehead. As I proceeded to do so, she leans over again and says in the same posh tone but a bit more snotty this time; “it’s for your nose”. ….?
The show was absolutely funny. I was amazed at how much I laughed all the way through. At one point Lee Evans messed up his line just after a pitfall gag and the three actors on stage kept cracking themselves up trying to move on. The man is obviously made out of rubber. I recognized a few other actors in the show but I couldn’t tell you where from. If you ever wanted to see a play about a play about a gay Hitler and the producers who tried to make it as bad as possible, this one is for you. I recommend it highly. There were lines used throughout the show to pay tribute to Mel Brooks who wrote the play and stared in the same movie with Gene Wilder in the late 70’s. I noticed a few from Young Frankenstein, Blazing Saddles, and History of the World Part I.
At the end of the show, I was tempted to offer the nice lady her slightly used tissue back as we exited the theatre, either that or wear it on my head as a cap to impress her, but I refrained.
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