Henry And Alice, Fishnets & Restoration HardwareThursday, April 26, 2012
I will first confess that I never ever saw Michele Riml’s smash hit, Sexy Laundry. Last night Rosemary and I went to the opening of Henry and Alice: Into the Wild at the Arts Club Theatre Company’s Granville Island Stage. This was Riml’s sequel to Sexy Laundry.
There were two wonderful changes to the appearance of the crowd attending the show. For one I saw at least five young women wearing fishnets. This is something that normally would be absent at an opening performance of any Arts Club Theatre Company Show. Generally the almost 70 year old man who is tapping these keys finds that many of those present exceed me in age. I feel that our city’s theatre companies, the music companies and the dance companies are hard pressed to attract youth.
It is obvious that the Arts Club’s marketing department is doing something awfully right to have lured all that youth to Into the Wild. They did lots of laughing which makes me think that my lack of it (laughing) was due to a youth and generational divide. I was simply too old to laugh at what most there last night thought were hilarious performances by Diana Peterson (as Beverley Elliot who hogged the attention when she was on stage) Susinn Mc Farlen (as Alice Lane, her performance so on the dot that you might run into many of her kind shopping at Restoration Hardware) and Andrew Wheeler whose booming voice would make him the next best thing in BC politics.
It was only when I slept on it that this morning I finally got it. The play can superficially please the fishnet crowd but the crowd living in a more-or-less valuable property in Vancouver (or whatever other metropolitan area) without savings or job prospects must live (as Rosemary and I do) through the day to day stress of trying to live on no budget.
As we drove home I reminded my Rosemary how she had her heart set on building a deck next to the kitchen. She was jealous of Malcolm Parry’s Thermidor range in his Deep Cove house. Rosemary grieved when we had to let go of our Audi lease and settle with a 2007 Chevrolet Malibu that simply has not the cachet of German automobile engineering. I reminded Rosemary that in previous year complaints of my low wage earning ability that I would tell her, "You should have married a millionaire."
The tension between Alice and her younger sister ( a free-spirit money grabber) and the problem of their father’s deterioration while living in his big house and what to do with the problem rang true to me in a much more personal manner. Is my arthritis so advanced that soon I will not be able to work in the garden? Will Rosemary and I have to settle (scale down, or that terrible word downsize) in something smaller and not have our designer perennials to care for?
No, Rosemary and I did not laugh as we were not meant to. Today I have a more sober look at our situation. Perhaps Rosemary and I will find something to ease us on to a satisfying conclusion, one like the resolution of Riml’s Henry and Alice: Into the Wild.
I do know one thing, Rosemary, very much like Alice, hates camping.