What An Evening

I doubt any of you who don't have season tickets to the Magic Theatre will run out to see Taylor Mac's "The Lily's Revenge," but it is unlike any other theater experience you're likely to have. It's a little like Teatro Zinzani, in that there is a show going on while you eat your box lunch, and a little like Hair, in that people get naked and simulate sex both on stage and in the lobby (there's The Gluteous Theater -- two men exposing their rear ends as a curtain opens and closes -- and then there's the massages offered to audience members by cast members using huge, black dildos for backrubs).

But it's not in bad taste. HA HA HA HA HA you say? Well, it isn't. It's all in fun, somehow, and the costumes are spectacular and the cast stupendous.

It's also almost FIVE hours long with THREE intermissions and that's around an hour and a half and at least one intermission too many.

The show is fun, the intermissions interminable.

Plotnik asks himself, once again, why it's so often flamboyant gay writers who bring new life to the theater?

You can read the San Francisco Theater Blog Review of "The Lily's Revenge" here. It took Plotnik longer to write than any other he has ever written, including reading the entire provided script.

Here's some novelty: the songs they 'flushed' from the play are performed live in both the men's and women's bathrooms at intermissions.