Next up, Act Two Theatre from suburban St. Peters, with a bizarre remake of Gilbert and Sullivan's Trial By Jury.
It's a gentle satire based upon a suit for breach of promise to marry, an old English cause of action, as us legal types say. Except here the judge is Elvis, and he's not a real judge, he's a TV judge-show judge. The innocent young plaintiff wears a simple, pure white dress and a shocking pink sash with PLAINTIFF written across it. Arthur Sullivan witty melodies are present, but so is a quote from Also Sprach Zarathustra and, I think, a bit of Leonard Bernstein's Glitter and Be Gay, and probably some things I didn't catch. The bailiff looked like a Southern bubba but with a bit of a New York accent. The jury (remember the kind of suit) is all female. And between numbers some guy ran in front of the stage holding a big sign that said applause. Wacky.
It's a gentle satire based upon a suit for breach of promise to marry, an old English cause of action, as us legal types say. Except here the judge is Elvis, and he's not a real judge, he's a TV judge-show judge. The innocent young plaintiff wears a simple, pure white dress and a shocking pink sash with PLAINTIFF written across it. Arthur Sullivan witty melodies are present, but so is a quote from Also Sprach Zarathustra and, I think, a bit of Leonard Bernstein's Glitter and Be Gay, and probably some things I didn't catch. The bailiff looked like a Southern bubba but with a bit of a New York accent. The jury (remember the kind of suit) is all female. And between numbers some guy ran in front of the stage holding a big sign that said applause. Wacky.
