I saw The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe at the Aurora Theatre in Berkeley, performed by Marga Gomez. I loved it -- especially the second half, when Marga really gets her teeth into the play and runs with it. She's created so many brilliant solo shows herself. And this landmark play, written by Jane Wager and performed by Lily Tomlin, opened on Broadway in 1985. It seems as funny and profound now as it did then. It's aged well. I urge you to go see it.
The show is running through August 17....
And they are also streaming live performances August 5-10!
So, in fact, everyone reading this blog can see it, no matter where you are! Isn't that amazing? I had no idea theaters were doing that, now that the pandemic is over.
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Here's the play synoopsis from the Aurora Theatre website:
- Through the eyes of a lovable and eccentric bag lady with a sharp wit and a heart as vast as the cosmos she ponders, Wagner weaves a rich tapestry of interconnected stories that celebrate a mosaic of humanity in all its beauty, chaos, and contradiction. Marga Gomez plays a whole cast of quirky and unforgettable characters, revealing the invisible threads that connect us all.
“A true goosebump experience” - The New York Times
I happened to be in New York when the show opened in 1985, and of course I had to go see it. Lily was already very famous for her TV and film work. It was a very big deal. She's a lesbian. Jane is her life parther and, I assume, her wife by now. All the dykes knew Lily was a dyke, but she was NOT out as a performer.
And I was not happy when the script portrayed lesbian sex as a big joke with the vibrator blowing out all the electricity on the block, while it portrayed straight sex as all yummy and smoochy, with romantic sound affects.
No, I was NOT happy. Otherwise, I loved the show. but I could not accept the vibrator joke followed by the luscious heterosexual intercourse. I mean, come on! I don't believe in pressuring people to come out of the closet, but have a little respect for your own people!
So I wrote her a letter.
And one day, the phone rang and I picked it up, and said "Hello?" because in those days there was no caller ID so I had no idea who it was.
And the voice on the other end said, "Terry?"
And I said, "Yes?"
And the voice said, "This is Lily Tomlin."
Fortunately, I happened to be stoned at the time, said I said without a beat, "Oh hi, Lily!" as if I was expecting her call.
And then we had a little discussion about the offensive vibrator bit. And of course, she knew I was a lesbian and she knew that I knew SHE was a lesbian and I knew that she knew that I was a lesbian. And I knew she knew that I knew that she knew that I knew ... and on and on in an endless series of mirrors, as gay people have engaged with each other from time immemorial.
And I only wish I had said, "Look, Lily, we're both lesbians, right?" But I never did.
Anyhow, we debated. I didn't feel that I convinced her that lesbian sex deserved more respect and heterosexual sex deserved less. But when I saw Marga perform, either the vibrator joke had been cut or Marga played it down. And she certainly did not play the sex with the male of the species as a delight to end all delights, so the offense that was a flaw in Lily's performance is not present in Marga's performance.
Anyhow, go see Marga Gomez in The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe at the Aurora Theatre in Berkeley.
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All for now, Bloggellinis.
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