I spent most of Saturday at The Alley Theater in Louisville, Kentucky, at The Princess Bride Experience. I was channeling Rizzo the Rat in THE MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL: “I am here for the food.” I was supposed to be there to sell books, but — FOOD. ‘Nuff said.
The Alley Theater is small and fairly out-of-the-way, but creative and ambitious. Here are a few of their productions. Their next one will be Kafka’s Metamorphosis. I would kinda like to see how they do a giant cockroach, and I would way kinda not.
I asked them if they knew about Habitat For Humanity’s ReStore, and they told me that was where they got all the doors they used for so many things, like this one masquerading as a display board. Others were fastened together to form walls.
The Princess Bride Experience was a fund-raiser, and I understand it did satisfactorily. The audiences certainly seemed to be enjoying themselves. There were two shows each of a fencing demonstration, a trivia contest, a quote-along, and a 30-minute version of the show.
There were a pair of ROUS’s (Rodents Of Unusual Size) cleverly disguised as friendly cocker spaniels. They showed their true evil natures by scarfing any and all fries they found unguarded, on table, floor, or in hand.
There was also a stuffed figure with a picture of the villainous Prince Humperdink taped to it, with innocent children being invited to slash it about with cardboard swords, which they did with vast energy and delight.
During the show, actors would come pelting out of one door from the theater, along Authors’ Alley, and in another door to the theater. So, naturally, four of the authors (~MA looks innocently at the ceiling and whistles nonchalantly~) linked hands and formed a human chain across the way. Being basically good people, we lifted our arms so the actors could get through, once we had relished the panic on their faces and the smothered exclamations of, “Oh, shit!” The show must go on.
cute talented magician named Spence of Spades did magic tricks. Alas, he doesn’t yet have a web page, although he’s on Facebook. I’m not sure what all kinds of tricks he performed, but the only ones I witnessed were card tricks, and they were astounding (to somebody who has no idea how they’re done). I told one of the other audience members, “Oh, he’s a big fake. He can’t do card tricks — he’s really magic!”
Just inside the door was a life-size cardboard figure of James Dean. In honor of the fact that someone found a box full of them, everything, including James, was decorated with plastic leis. It was very festive.
Oh, yes, the food! I had some mead from The Louisville Mead Company. It was light and carbonated, and was more like dry white wine or ale than the sweet, honey-rich mead I’m used to. It was deceptively refreshing, and I stopped at one.
The French Indo Canada food truck was there. Oh. My. Goodness. Naturally, we all had to get a nice mutton, lettuce, and tomato sandwich, where the mutton is nice and lean, and the tomato is ripe — so perky — I love that!
Actually, I wasn’t so crazy about it, but the poutine was TO DIE FOR. Very crisp fries, topped with Kenny’s Farmhouse Cheese cheese curds, topped with a big glop of thick brown gravy. Ugliest big lump of food you ever saw, and tasted diVINE!
Also, Hi-Five Doughnuts was there — YES, I HAD A DOUGHNUT, TOO, WHAT OF IT??! How could I not have a doughnut from a doughnut company which spells doughnut “doughnut” and not “donut”? Okay, yes, they spell “high” “hi,” but you can’t have everything. The doughnuts were already made and one could choose one’s glaze(s) and topping(s). I chose the bacon glaze and the candied pecan toppings. Mmmmmmmmm.
I managed to lick the sticky off my fingers long enough to sell some books, more than paying for my table space.
And so, we bid a final farewell to The Alley Theater, waving aloha to the totally random Komodo Dragon on the wall, holding in its mouth a miniature ROUS, both of them bedecked with plastic leis.A fine time was had by all.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Send a character backstage at a theater celebration.