I don’t pretend to be an expert in the business of theatre, but as an interested observer I have been alarmed by both the decrease in the number of professional productions, as well as the difficulty of finding venues where work can be produced.
‘Hair: The American Tribal-Love Rock Musical’ made waves in the Broadway of 1968 with its nudity and its public opposition to the American military effort in South Vietnam. It’s frankly not the best script in the history of the universe — but OB Playhouse correctly sees its value as a marker for Ocean Beach and the spirit of the times.
Sen. Joseph McCarthy died young, and his obsession with communist infiltration probably stoked that. The Roustabouts Theatre Co.’s good ‘A Jewish Joke’ reflects McCarthyism’s repercussions — but, like McCarthy, it’s missing a few of its marbles.
The era of female empowerment begs the question of its relative quietude over thousands of years. MOXIE Theatre’s current ‘Bliss (or Emily Post Is Dead!)’ has the right idea in addressing it — but some see-saw dialogue and an enormous directorial oversight knock it off balance.
The search for our identities sometimes takes us outside our own sphere, especially amid our youth — and Leigh Scarritt Productions’ exuberant ‘Brooklyn the Musical’ illustrates the joy inherent in that vital discovery.