quilty

Lots of odd plays.

My school did Footloose, the worst play of my life. I went to see it though and actually enjoyed it a lot. Thought process went something like: "Wow, I'm really enjoying this. Oh my god, I'm enjoying Footloose. Eek!" This was mostly due to all the good people in it, and the general, pervasive fun-ness inherent in terrible things from the eighties.

Then today my friend's hoity-toity school did the Mikado. Okay, I would never have expected, in any context, to think of Footlosse as superior to anything, much less The Mikado, but there you have it. It's a school for rich folk, so they have lots of money to throw away on pointess, distracting pyro effects. O, envy.