Rahm and I went to the Lookingglass Theatre last night to see The Last Act of Lilka Kadison. He looked very handsome in a navy blazer, khaki pants and black loafers (no socks), and I was proud to be sitting next to him.
Okay, well I wasn't exactly next to him (there was an aisle between us) and maybe we're not BFFs just yet but I'm sure he wants to be - after all, I did shake his hand in the lobby before the performance. Oh, oops, I forgot to give him my name. Hmmm...that could be an obstacle.
Well, anyway, the play was wonderful. Very sweet story, and beautiful performances by Chance Bone, Usman Ally, Nora Fiffer and Marilyn Dodds Frank.
The Last Act of Lilka Kadison is the story of an old, dying Jewish woman (Frank) and the secrets she has kept. She's being cared for by an in-home aid (Ally - wonderful in the role) and she's at first resistant to having him there, grilling him about his training. She asks where he went to school and, fed up with her interrogation, he says, "The Al Quaida Home School for axe murderers." (Rahm and I laughed at that.)
Later, telling him about her son who married a shiksa and lives in Maine, she says, "What kind of a Jew lives in Maine?" (My BFF and I laughed at that too.)
It's an intelligent and moving story and I was drawn in by the characters (although Frank's character is a little too vibrant and hip for a dying woman).
It's poignant, funny, heart-wrenching and beautifully staged, a lovely way to spend 90 minutes.
Four stars out of five for The Last Act of Lilka Kadison.
I say, go see this lovely and clever production.
What do you say, Rahm? BTW, if you need a writer, or a personal assistant/organizer I can clear my schedule. It's H-O-F-F-M-A-N. Call me.