Sunday, March 02, 2008

PERFECT

Yesterday, I attended an added performance of my friend Philip Dawkins' sold out World Premiere play, PERFECT at The Side Project Theatre Company.

As with with all that Philip writes, the play was truly brilliant and spoke to me on a visceral level.

In the packed house yesterday, a small, older woman was sitting to my right and we both let out the same, barely audible, guttural sound - - as if someone had just knocked the wind out of us - - when the main character said this line...

"You're ruining my life and all I did was love you."

That's exactly how I felt when I was with Rob and that's exactly why it's taken me so long to date anyone else.

What should have been joyous damaged me more than I knew that I could be damaged, and Philip's play spoke to that.

I only wish that I had seen the play earlier in the run so that I could see it again. And so that I could have encouraged all of you to see it.

If you ever see Phlip's name attached to a project, go see it. He's one of those people who is going to be discovered someday and then you can say you knew and loved his work before he became a theatrical sensation.

Because once his cannon of plays are read in their entirety, no one will be able to deny his genius. No one.

And no one is able to deny his fashion sense. Could you pull off a plaid suit like that? I couldn't. If I wore that suit, I'd look like a cross between a test pattern and a blood clot.

Philip is Carrie; I am Miranda.

7 comments:

kbronson said...

Stephen, that line you quoted hurt my heart when I saw "Perfect." Brilliant.

michaelvankerckhove said...

Yes, only Philip could pull that off! Sweet. I'm bummed I missed it. Lots of friendlies have things going on that we miss. Maybe someday we'll be able to catch more of them. Maybe. That'd be cool. :-)

Blockade Boy said...

I have to admit, there's just something about a lanky, swan-necked guy in a loud, tight-fitting suit (with a flower in his lapel). Still, I wonder what happened to his straw boater. Perhaps he lost it in a freak taffy-pull accident?

Polt said...

frankly, I'd love to try to pull that suit off of Philip.

...oh, that's not what you meant...

Well, still, that doesn't really change the first line at all, now does it?

Cute, genius, fashion sense, killer smile....what more could I want. you tell me he's got 10 inches hanging low, and I'm on a plane to Chicago before you even finish telling me. :)

HUGS...

philip said...

Stephen---thanks, friend. Not just for your honest and heartfelt response to the play, but for CALLING ME CARRIE!!!!

Blockade Boy-- It wasn't a straw boater, it was a pinstriped fedora, and it was resting with my handbag at the bar.

Polt-- Not to blow my own horn, but, um, get on that plane.

Stephen Rader said...

karen - Truly brilliant writing. It hurt my heart as well.

michael - I would love to see you and Ernie, period!! I miss your cute faces!!

blockage boy - Something was being pulled - - and someone enjoyed the pulling - - I can tell you that much.

polt & philip - If you marry, you must name the child after me. Even if it's a girl. And not "Stephanie." Stephen all the way. :)

Polt said...

shall we name her Stephena? Stephenia? Stephie?

Oh, I shall leave the naming up to Philip...

HUGS...