Talk dirty to me
|By Paul Wozniak|
’Things You Shouldn’t Say’ a raunchy riot
When Woody Allen described sex as, “The most fun you can have without laughing,” he certainly was not describing all theatrical material based on sex. “Things You Shouldn’t Say Past Midnight,” by Peter Ackerman, is certainly styled as a “British bedroom farce,” but it also manages to transcend the genre somewhat, maintaining all of the hilarity of the quick-paced, simplistic form (minus the doors), but with a psychoanalytical twist.
Peppermint Creek Theatre Co. begins it season with this provocative laugh, with Kristine Thatcher, former artistic director of BoarsHead Theater, at the helm. From screams of sexual summit to ethnic and sexist slurs, the exuberant cast writhes under the covers in faux fornication, wreaking verbal havoc within the Creole Gallery.
The lights rise on the shaking sheets of Ben’s bed, as he and girlfriend Nancy near sexual climax. Just as Ben (Paul Bourne) and Nancy (Abby Murphy) are about to reach the peak of their pleasure, Nancy screams out a particularly deprecating ethnic slur, causing a quick stop in the coitus. While Ben is clearly offended by the remark, which denigrates his features and his bloodline, Nancy exclaims that she merely felt relaxed enough to shout out what her inhibitions normally keep her from saying. But there is more Freudian psychology here than meets the eye, as Nancy leaves in search of an answer.
Meanwhile, Nancy’s friend Grace (Kellie Stonebrook) and mafia hit-man boyfriend Gene (Mark Gmazel) are engaged in their own quarrel, as Gene begins to question his career path while Grace just wants to have sex without a counseling session. When Nancy arrives at Grace’s at 3 a.m., they decide to call Gene’s younger brother Mark (Shane Shanski), a gay therapist, who
‘Things You Shouldn’t Say Past Midnight’