It’s like NYC’s Shakespeare in the Park, only you don’t have to get there at 4am for tickets. Pretty cool if you ask me.
And if you ask me, while the actors were good in As You Like It, the funniest part of the evening happened before the play even started.
Since it was a seat-yourself deal, there was the regular stress of trying to find a seat that offers some sort of view of the stage. We had to move only once, so that is considered a success in my mind. Once the area was mostly filled up, 3 old women arrived and proceeded to set their chairs up in front of everyone else to form a new front row. Technically, this is allowed, as there were no rules, but common courtesy dictates that this would be a pretty jerky move. So of course I noticed.
So did the man a few rows in front of me. I could tell he was getting angry when the women first sat down because he threw his arms up in the air, which is a cartoonish action people only do when severely provoked. But I thought some loud grumbling would probably be the end of it.
Nope. He got up and approached the last woman who hadn’t yet settled into her chair. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but it was clear he was complaining that she had the nerve to situate herself in front of everyone else who had already been there for a half hour. The woman ignored him and stayed right where she was. Again, I thought this would be the end of it.
But then–and it seemed I was one of the few people in the audience who actually noticed this happening because I was the only one audibly laughing–the man went back to his spot, grabbed his chair, placed it right in front of the woman he’d been yelling at, and sat down. We’re talking inches in front of this stranger.
Finally, the woman gave up and moved her chair, and the man returned to his original seat.
No offense to Shakespeare, but if that isn’t comedy, then I don’t know what is.