Such was the case of the girl, Luisa, whom strongly believes that she is a princess and demands to be addressed like so by her father… CRAZY. The boy, Matt, Louisa's prince was not much of a different case. *Guess they were meant for each other.*
The first speller to be disqualified was one of the volunteers and the only man. To his credit, he had a hard word, but he did look pretty bummed at having to hand back his number. The cast broke into a Goodbye song, and Mitch Mahoney handed the poor guy a juice box and ushered him back to his seat.
There were only two real things I sort of liked about the character - he was not afraid to stand up to the Nazis and that he took insane amounts of pride in his work. Besides that, yeah, he was just kind of an asshole. He goes from country to country trying to find a company that would publish his work and nobody would take him, which in their defense was understandable.
Everyone is selfish, some more than others, but I can’t imagine myself not desperately seeking for some sort of normalcy when my life is as hectic as John's. John is a weak man. He has a wife yet his eyes linger too long on his 19 year old student, Anne.
When it comes to balancing culture, I always thought I belonged to every group I thought defined me. To Aya, she belonged to nothing, having the privilege to pick and choose which parts of each group she would take along with her, having the privilege to leave those groups and go home whenever she pleased. I never thought about it as being a privilege.
The storyline itself was completely unexpected for me. I have zero recollection of the description for this show being paranormal, so I was just a little thrown off when a guy got possessed by some medieval soul. It’s a weird story. So many feelings.
They informed the audience that it was okay to use your phones for everything especially selfies during the show. The only thing you couldn’t do was videotape. I was already excited but now I was elated. I can’t with those shows that are so strict about no phones being on in the theatre (I always put mine on silent anyway) I mean who, honestly, turns their phone all the way off?
My favorite modernization to the show was the music that was involved. There was one point in the show where one of the spirits (wearing this really cool vest with crow feathers lining the neck) was saying how he needed to be brave and all of a sudden started singing "Lose Yourself" by Eminem. Then my friend and I did something we were never able to do in theater before: sing along.
I guess the bigger picture here would be that your soulmate could possibly be with you all the time and you don’t even know it yet. As for me the most apparent and vital message was “Andrew stop eating junk food, or you’ll have a heart attack!”
For a show that's mostly hand signals, it made me question why we don't listen more. And how little we need in order to connect with one another, because at the end of the day love is love and we're all human beings.
When I heard about The Golden Bride, I jumped at the chance to experience it, over the moon at the prospect of seeing a show that combined operatic music and the Yiddish language. As both a singer who has studied Opera and a Jew, it seemed like I couldn't have found a more perfect fit.