Thursday, February 24, 2011

365:Day 48 Fake V-day (or... Never waste a babysitter)

Today was supposed to be our Fake Valentines Day. Me and the Big Man got a babysitter ( a month ago - so prepared!) and were
going to go out for swank dinner downtown.

But the wheel of sick keeps on turnin'.

Now Big Man has it. I've nearly shaken the Sinus Infection, little man is just drippy with random kid immunity building coldstyle germs... we were almost all healthy.
I was hoping we'd all be healthy by day 50 of the year.
(Gotta say, keeping up with the days here has actually made the sicknesses a little depressing. I mean being like - yeah, we've been sick for like a month - feels like hyperbole but to be able to say - someone in our family has been sick for the past 48 days is really freakin specific and depressing!)

So Big Man bailed - but it was perfect!

I got to use the babysitter to go see...


Cymbeline!

yay-sies!

In case its not on the tip of your mind its one of Shakespeare's most convoluted though very interesting plays about... wow... how do you sum up all like 6 of the plot lines...
Chicklet Princess marries awesome, but not a prince, guy. Daddy flips his lid, new husband runs away from Britian (where daddy is King) and hides out in... spain, italy? someplace like that. All this time Step-Mommy Queen is trying to kill/get rid of Princess and/or get her to marry Step Brother - Cloten (best name ever). There is some trickery of the Zanni by the Queen, and then the Zanni is ordered to kill the princess by the new husband his master after this other guy (met while chillin on the continent) has claimed to come and tasted her wares. Zanni, a la the hunter in snow white, takes princess out to wales and makes it seem like he killed her but instead helps her dress like a boy to escape being discovered. She runs in to these Welsh cave dwellers who are actually a former general of her father the king whom he disgraced for no good reason who then got even by stealing his two sons (oh, yeah did we forget to mention the two missing princes... well here they are). So she chills with her brothers in wales and they adopt her as a brother but none of them know WHO they are. Cloten comes looking for her, gets in a fight with the brothers and the eldest brother be-heads him just as the princess, who hasn't been feeling well takes the vial of poison/medicine the Queen planted with the Zanni. So Cloten and the Princess end up "dead" together but of course cloten is missing his head, so when Princess Imogen wakes up (still dressed as a boy) and sees him next to her in the burial site she thinks it is her husband (which is fitting since the poision is actually the same stuff they use in R&J for J) and freaks - oh, right, she thinks its her husband b/c Cloten was wearing some of her husband's clothes... crazy stuff. Then the passing Roman general with his army - yeah didn't mention that whole plot line did I? - sees Imogen dressed as a boy weeping over "her master" and takes him/her on as his new page. The husband has buyers remorse about the killing of his wife (she has been reported dead by the Zanni) and he decides that in the upcoming battle between britian and rome he will fight on whatever side is losing so that he will surely die.
Long story short (HA!), the battle reveals all for who they truly are, the queen has miraculously died of grief over her missing son and the young lovers are reunited and reconciled, the Zanni is honored, the Romans are beaten but respected, the fallen welsh general is exonerated and honored for his new efforts in defeating the romans, and the Princes are reunited with their father, King Cymbeline.

I went out for Drinks first (with Auntie). Two drinks in 45 minutes actually.

It was a GREAT play.

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