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Twelve days ago, I sat in on the first read of My 80 Year Old Boyfriend. I laughed, I cried, I got goosebumps. I thought “Why does this play need rehearsing? It’s perfect as is.” Forward 12 days later–I tiptoe into a rehearsal and watch a couple of scenes. I laughed, I cried, I got goosebumps–even more than one Day 1.
I should have remembered from my experience as a cohort that every inflection, movement, facial expression is honed until it has the desired result. What I thought was pretty darn great is made even more so by this attention to detail and, more importantly, attention to the feelings those inflections, movements, and facial expressions generate. And, oh what feelings this show gives me that will honestly have a terrific impact on my life. Here’s my recommendation: See My 80-Year-Old Boyfriend with your heirs. If any of them aren’t moved by it, cut them out of your will. Sounds a little drastic, but you’ll know what I mean when you see the show.
–Terri Munson, Cohort
My 80-Year-Old Boyfriend runs April 26 – May 21.
