Am conflicted on this one. Haven't been onstage since cell phones became commonplace. Not sure I'm entitled to a strong opinion either way for that reason.
No doubt the offending patron was in err, but yes, accidents do happen. The flippant attitude to the faux pas however....hmmmmm.
Tony, I'm with you. I don't have much sympathy for the offending parties in these circumstances, but know that embarrassment can paralyze. So, I have a dollop.
Idiots happen, too.
People whose phones ring during a performance should be escorted from the premises by the bouncers. "Out you two pixies go, through the door or out the window."
Let me just clarify this with two things, Chris.
(1) I cannot emphasize enough how LOUD this ring tone was. After the show was over, staff who had been out in the LOBBY told me they could hear it ringing out there.
(2) What pushed me over the edge was that I gave the woman a silent request (by shooting daggers at her from my eyes while simultaneously indicating her purse with my hands) to do SOMETHING and she CLEARLY indicated back that she didn't feel she needed to do ANYTHING. She chose to let the phone just keep ringing. That's what got me so angry.
ANYONE can forget to turn off a phone. But if, when it starts ringing, you don't make a mad dash to SILENCE it, then you are being incredibly rude to the actors as well as the rest of the audience.
Issue paintball guns to audience members. No face shots; everything else is fair game.
How hard is it to mute the phone before the play? Or dive for the thing if it's going off? Seriously. Have some respect. People act like these phones are a Borg neural implant or something. They never turn them off. Resistance is Futile.
I mean, do we need Homeland Security to get a backscatter x-ray on everybody, just to keep them from ruining a dedicated thespian's performance in here?
The actor did the right thing. It should happen more often in live theater to get the point across. But what do we do about movie theaters in which there are no live actors to intervene?
Anyone who doesn't put their phone on silent when attending a play deserves the daggers. But to leave it in the purse, continuing to ring, for 10 or 12 rings? She should be banned from ever attending another live performance of any kind. Period. Incredibly rude to the performers, not to mention everyone else in the audience.
I support the actor's decision. The disruption of enjoying the show is already made by the ringing cell phone, not the actor's performance halt. This was the quickest way to put an end to it and attempt to carry on with the show. The phone could have rung for the rest of the performance if it was not stopped right there and then.
It is no longer an "accident" when the rude idiot decided to just let it ring during the play instead of turning it off immediately.
Yes. Since I can't remember when.
Isn't Warhorse the first non-musical to play the Orpheum in a while?
That gives me great joy.
Also, the word I had to enter to post the first comment without signing in was "Gonad". I kid you not.
Well, Chris, I don't think this has ever come up before in our conversations, but I also played Touchstone in college. Wasn't dressed like THAT though....
Reality TV ain't reality. I never got any of these. best I ever got, "You have the wrong nose for tragedy."
Gee, I was happy, after reading Chris Davis' sparkling review, to go the listings and find out that I still had time to go see this show. That's especially the case since I just caught a day's worth of auditions locally for the best reality show on television, So You Think You Can Dance.
I gotta say, though, that Nigel Lithgoe, Mary Murphy, and Wayne Brady (the judges for the day's worth of tryouts that I saw, didn't deliver anything like the kind of rejections that Chris mentions in the review. Polite and encouraging as they (usually) were, the judges didn't tell anybody they were TOO pretty,TOO good, TOO right for the show, or anything suchlike. Really, they kinda laid it on the line for the hopefuls, telling them where they fell short.
Is Chris saying that HE was accustomed to getting that kind of damned-by-excessive-praise turn-down? Well...good for him!
Great review, Chris. This cast truly captures the heart and spirit of ACL. We were at opening night of the revival in 2006 and while this cast may not dance as well as the Broadway cast they are far better in "telling their stories". Josh Walden did a masterful job of mounting the show and Gary Beard has pulled music out of this cast like I've never heard at any other theatre in Memphis. Not only did Chris write a great review he hit the nail on the head with T&A. We have the yellow mimeograph paper "program" from ACL at The Public Theatre May-July of 1975. Yes, Chris Dance Ten, Looks Three was originally listed as Tits and Ass. Ghost writer Neil Simon, Marvin and Michael realized they were giving away the punch line and changed the title before the show moved "uptown".
I do hope Memphis will find the time to go see this amazing cast in this timeless piece of art.
You really got this review SO right! They have done an amazing job with it and captured the essence of the passion performers have when they choose a career in the theatre. I "trod the boards" for 14 years - most of them in NY and made so many personal sacrifices to act. It's a hard life. So amazing when you are working, but hard when you are waiting to hear from your agent or waiting AGAIN on the unemployment line. You are treated as a product with no feelings at times and I was truly told I "wasn't pretty enough" - even called a "troll" in a review once. Hahahaha! I grew tired of playing so young (still playing 18 at 30 on tv) and tired of the lifestyle and moved back down south. I admire my contemporaries who stuck it out and have won tonys or just continued working, but I'm glad I'm here with my sweet family now.
Thanks for writing this so well.
Don't think it was ever listed on the programs that way. The story I've always heard is that there was a decision to change the title to make the chorus more of a surprise. Which, by the way, I love. But 37-years later, I'm not too worried about spoilers.
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