Saturday the 17th of January was a great day, it was my mom's birthday. And for her birthday I chose to put our bond to the test and take her to see a play about sex, sex and more sex. From the moment we walked up the stairs to the second floor of 300 W. 43 Street the party was on. Music was blasting and there were drinks being served in the lounge; my mom and I were surprised by how upbeat the atmosphere was. As we sat and waited for the play to start, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift and Fergie made me to feel right at home. I actually started dancing in my seat because the happy vibe was inescapable.
When I signed up to watch this musical that is based off a famous sex book, I couldn't imagine how it would be. I've never read the 50 Shades of Grey series (too many "my down there['s]" for one lifetime), so I didn't know what to expect. I had heard it was funny. Sure, the topic of sex can be hilariously awkward but I was curious how it could combine hot steamy passion and laughter without making me blush. 50 Shades! The Musical Parody kept me laughing pretty much continuously. I mean who would be able to take one look at Christian Grey and not laugh at his work out techniques (you had to be there). There was also a moment where one of the characters is making a phone call with her pink bathrobe on and getting screwed right in front of some woman in the audience. That had my mom and I basically crying from how hilarious and rude the actress/character was.
As I watched, I realized that the musical was meant to be over-exaggerated and a little corny (duh, a parody). This made the awkwardness that is sex, feel a little less awkward. Honestly, you can talk to your parent about your sex life all you want but sitting with them and watching a sexual scene, as fictional as it may be, is still one of the weirdest things and it can make you (specifically me) a little uncomfortable. Even though the play was dirty and the language was rated R, the content of the show never made me feel uncomfortable. The only time I felt a little wary was when I was scared people would think I was too young to be watching this very sexually liberated play. Everyone there was in their early 40's to late 60's. About 5 minutes before the play started Taylor Swift was silenced and the show's band began warming up. An older gentleman, sat and closed his right ear due to the band being unpleasant to his ear but they were placed directly next to him so it wasn't really the band members fault. I didn't see anyone else feeling this way so his response made us laugh.
The play was only 69 minutes (another little addition that made us chuckle). After an amazingly hilarious first half, the show broke for an intermission. When the play started back up again, the upbeat hilarious nature of the room had faded to a "heh" instead of a "hahaha" meaning there weren't nearly as many laughs. My mom who laughed the loudest during the first half actually told me she got a bit tired during the second half *snore*. I was so sensitive to the idea that the laughs were dying that I tried to laugh at every little thing but even I couldn't laugh enough to save things. I loved all of the dirty little tidbits and, truthfully, the show left me wanting much more. I would love to see it again. Oh, and the eye candy didn't hurt either.