My good friend Kate appeared in a long-running show recently in Chicago called Oh, Coward, which got glorious reviews (that’s just one of them). A three-person cabaret night, devoted to the works of Noel Coward. It felt like she was in that show forever. When I went to visit Chicago late last fall, it was up and running and it just closed.
What do you do when you are in what is, perhaps, the longest run of a show ever known to man?
First of all: you bond with your cast mates in a manner unprecedented.
Two: You make a video like the one below. “Lost works of Sir Noel Coward”.
I have no idea how any one of them kept a straight face for even one second.
“Well …. look at them …”
They are all ASSHOLES, and I mean that in the best sense of the word. I love when Kate reaches out and sort of rubs her fellow actor’s shoulder, in support of the deadpan BULLSHIT he just put out. Like, “Yes, yes, lovely, well done.”
love how she kept it together during the “sliding into home/full of foam” line.
i would’ve totally lost it.
did a “dramatic duo” skit for my HS forensics team and when I said one of my lines “you are SO melodramatic” my co-star completely lost it so badly she FELL onto the stage and screamed “oh no I have to pee”.
We changed skits at practice the next week.
I know – and she’s all serious and nostalgic and hoity toity and it is RIDICULOUS.