My husband has always expressed his fondness for plays.  I’ve never liked them, especially when singing is involved.  I’ve only ever liked one play “Kiss of the Spider Woman”–and that one only because it has a scene where two men kiss, causing my husband’s 85 year old grandmother to loudly proclaim “Oh My..” in a dead silent theater.  We all still laugh about it. 

One play my husband’s mentioned over the years he enjoyed was “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum”, so when I heard they were coming to Denver, I got two tickets for his Father’s Day gift.  I had no idea what it was about, other than the vauge notion that it was a comedy set in ancient Rome.

So we get to the theater, and having bought tickets online without looking at the map of the place, we are brought to our seats.  They ask us to go to the front…and to keep going.  We had two seats literally right next to the stage–you could touch it.  My husband called them “crotch seats” which was vulgar but apt, as I would soon find out.  Right before the show started my husband leaned over and said “I should warn you, it’s a little sexist”.  To give you an idea of what he’s referring to, here is a list of the characters:

A lecherous old man

A lecherous young man

A lecherous middle aged man

A vapid virgin sex slave who can’t tell the difference between 3 and 5

A fat ball busting wife

5 other prostitutes dressed as 1. a belly dancer 2. a large cat 3. Twin 60s sex bombs from a bond film, 4. An Amazon

A Pimp

After the scene where the prostitutes come out high kicking I understood what he meant by his name for our seats…..and I asked him what his definition of “little” is.