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Oft misunderstood soul. Shy, reserved, likes to stay in the background, but inevitably mistaken as not shy, extrovert etc. Originally meant to be a culinary blog, but in due course discovered man does not live on cake alone..hence the waffle.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Habeas Corpus

When a friend acts in a play, I guess it is only good friendliness-ship to attend the play in support. So, since my ex favourite combat instructor was playing a role in the above mentioned play, albeit a cameo role, I thought I really should check it out. Now, getting people to accompany me to watch local theatre, after the last horrendous outing that was Pygmalion, is a feat almost equal to getting me to go for RPM in the gym. Anyway, short of grovelling and begging, I finally managed to coerce two old friends, evil twin, and joshua's dad, to come along. Another friend, who would have made up the male Sex and the City Foursome, gave a wuss of an excuse saying he has to file his taxes. Of all the feeble, lame, jelly like excuses!!!

After the trauma of the last locally adapted british script, we went with little expectations, although I had an inkling that this would be far more entertaining. Us boys wolfed down our cheap-ish set dinners in Hatsuhana, (actually, the sukiyaki set at RM20 only gives u two slices of meat), and mozied over to the actors studio.

The show was rather entertaining. Evil twin erupted into guffaws that I swore the whole theatre must have heard. A particular scene involving fake boobs and the president of the british medical association was hilarious, and my all time favourite line was when the female lead said, "All those nights while my body was wasted waiting in the I know how the Taj Mahal felt" (or something to that effect), and the famous quote "He whose lust lasts, lasts longest". It really did have it moments. My own laughter was probably fuelled at least 50% by evil twin's guffaws.

Oh, and the friend who was acting....had a hanging scene, which reminded me how one thespian supposedly died while playing the role of Judas Iscariot in Jesus Christ Superstar. Anyway, I hadn't counted on seeing my friend in his briefs....he was suitably comical in his role.

My only err, grouse, would be about the role of the maid, mrs swabbs, who was supposed to have a cockney accent, but occasionally slipped into proper british, and a whole mishmash of accents that made her quite hard to comprehend, which is a pity, because she was the defacto narrator of the play, and I must have lost out at least 50% of what she was saying.


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