Last week when I was in
San Mateo my friend,
Jennifer Raiser, strongly recommended I see "
Travesties,"
Tom Stoppard's 1974 comedy currently playing at the
American Conservatory Theater in
San Francisco on
Geary Street.
I spent the last two days in
San Francisco at a conference and had Wednesday evening free, so I decided to take
Jennifer up on her recommendation.
I guess this proves
Jennifer and I have different tastes in theater. I'll have to ask her how the Second Act turns out, because I walked out at the intermission (something I haven't done in about 10 years).
Stoppard is known for his verbally dense plays (think three-dimensional chess). I've seen a couple that I really liked:
Jumpers and
Arcadia.
But I found "
Travesties" painfully boring and had a hard time just making it to the intermission.
The play imagines what would have happened if
British Ambassador Henry Wilfred Carr,
Lenin,
Dadaist Tristan Tzara and
James Joyce crossed paths in
Switzerland during
World War One. As if that weren't enough, the play has a structure parallel to
Oscar Wilde's "The Importance of Being Earnest."
Most of the dialogue and allusions went right over my head. And I still don't know why some of the scenes repeated (with different outcomes).
Once intermission came I asked how long the Second Act was. When the
House Manager told me, "55 minutes," I replied, "Good luck with that," and walked out the door. (I had told myself I'd stay if the Second Act was 50 minutes or less. Once a rule is laid down, it must be observed.)