Metamorphoses

It’s just the day of reviews here at Tiny Cat Pants, what can I tell you?


Anyway, the Butcher and I just got back from seeing Ovid’s Metamorphoses over in Germantown and holy fuck, folks, if you are looking for something to do this weekend or the next, go see this play.  Where to start?  First, they perform it in an old warehouse with these huge windows and the play starts just as the sun is setting, so there’s all this beautiful, fading, natural light.


And then, there’s this huge pool right in the middle of the room, which is the central feature of the stage and most of the action takes place in the water.  It’s all retellings of Ovid’s tellings of old Greek myths and the water and the music and the way the actors seamlessly flow from one character to another, from one myth to another, gives the whole thing this dreamlike feel.


It was really one of the most beautiful spectacles I’ve seen in ages.


The Butcher had no idea what we were going to see and when we got in the car to go home, he kind of quietly said, “It really makes a difference to see that stuff acted out, instead of just reading it.”  And it does.  It’s just amazing.


And then, at the end of the play, when the gods are revealed for their true selves, and wishes have been granted and ungranted and loves have been won and lost, the cast takes small bowls filled with lit candles and sets them adrift in the pool and we all exit out into the crisp night air and there are the moon and the stars arranged all with names that echo the sounds we’ve just heard.


It just gives me chills to tell you about it.

One thought on “Metamorphoses

  1. They did it in Hartford a season or two back; dumbass decided not to go: Arggh! Rub it in.

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