I have often been tempted to write a piece of theater. One day.In fact one of the ideas I have had is a rather lofty one, but was inspired by August Wilson, who wrote a large cycle of plays, 10 I think, about the African-American experience through out history. I am so fascinated by the way homosexuality in this country has evolved through out time, and so wouldn't it be amazing for someone (me, even) to attempt to do what the talented, genius Mr. Wilson did for his community, for mine. I don't even count myself as a writer in a universe anywhere near of that Mr. Wilson, that is for sure. His final play, Radio Golf, hits Broadway this summer. But, it's always been a thought of mine.
Tonight, I went to Some Men at Second Stage's off-broadway theater. It has had mixed reviews and I am always hesitant towards "gay plays" since they can often be so predictable, unmoving, too edgy, and too (forgive me) gay. While there is not too much not gay about Some Men, it's in only the ways in which I aspire to live my gay life. It's honest, it's sentimental, it's connected and it made me (again, forgive me) hoot and holler. Yes. Hoot. And holler.
Some Men by Terrence McNally, takes the idea of looking at Gay-American history, how there have been some themes and desires among homo-men for ages and it ties them together quite nicely. Most notably, what defines a legitimate relationship, the quest for equality in marriage, the importance of family and friendship, and...um...sex. Just to name a few. The show centers around a big day at the Waldorf-Astoria and the histories of the men in the room.
This show is definitely Nick'd and, just to illustrate that point, I'm already making plans to see it again this week. The show closes on Sunday so I had better get on it.
PS I just realized I've met one of the guys in it, friend of a friend - and he's so hot. Wish I knew that before he dropped his towel on stage. I love that. Now I really want to see it again.
