For the most part, though, I grew restless as yet another song slowed down the plot development. I realize that the plot is secondary to the songs, and if that's not my cup of theatre, I'm welcome to go elsewhere.
Still, a good performance.
After the show, the cast, crew, and audience retired to this limited-run movie theatre that just opened up nearby. The "lobby", if you want to think of it that way, is a posh bar. Which is a fine place to hold an apres-theatre party. The theatre itself is fancy, with comfy seats and a digital projection system. The owner of the movie theatre wanted to show off to all us theatre types the quality of his sound system. So he threw in a DVD. I shuddered as I realized he was playing "The Matrix".
I've got to say, the sound system wasn't impressive. And yet, all the theatre folks, folks who had just done an amazing job themselves of putting on an amazing show, they went nuts. Am I a theatre snob? Am I just burned out on the Matrix? Probably both. The proprietor proceeded to put on one of the songs from "Chicago", and everybody loved that as well. Odd.
The next day, I decided to come back to the theatre to give them actual business. I saw "The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill", a documentary about a researcher/caretaker/eccentric who devoted his life to a flock of feral parrots. An OK movie - lots of neat pictures of birds. I didn't think the movie lived up to the reviews I had heard about it.
Still, I'm delighted that the theatre's there. I'll probably end up seeing a documentary about Enron, not because of any interest in Enron per se, but just because it's "good for me". And it's good for the community to have a different kind of movie theatre.