POST: FringeNYC's 'Hard Day's Night' - how does Mickey relate?
I think people can relate to that type of anxiety when you know something is coming or bound to happen. A thrilling rush with warning, like the one when you are sitting on a roller coaster, knowing you're afraid of heights and will be screaming, and you ride it anyway. Similarly, that was how I felt on this day, that mix of excitement. I knew there was no reason to be anxious, I was only going to watch a show and recount on my experience.
At four thirty, I was in front of the venue, I saw some people starting to form lines. I heard the name of the show being called and got the message that ticket holders should move to one side of the venue. When I reached the lady scanning the tickets, she greeted with "Good afternoon" and I quickly greeted her - I felt so welcomed with her words.
Anyway, I walked, glad to see that I had made it, in and I took a seat on the fourth row. As I sat, I took quick notice of the stage: all Disney-themed, and wondered, "How does Mickey come in to relate with a crazy family?", as I had read in the description. I had never been in a venue this small before, but I had previously experienced a black box theater performance back in the high school.
The performance took off and I was into it. I related the main character, Kelly, to the young junior high school me: an isolated being with few friends and the one who was made fun of - but I didn't want to think about that. I had made up my mind to leave it in the past, within that phase came so many changes for me.
As the play continued, I caught myself enjoying some funny moments, but I also quickly caught on to the fact that someone was enjoying themselves a little too much. At first I thought, "ok, well he's really enjoying the show" but after a while of repeatedly doing so it became annoying. It made me wonder, "Who is this person sitting next to me?" I thought that he might have contributed to the play in some way - I just wished he would stop doing what he was doing, because more than all it was really creeping me out.
It was a challenging distraction, but I managed to absorb some of the play. Relationships were a big deal among the family. It showed a real dilemma families go through, accepting each other and loving one another despite differences. A very similar situation has touched me personally. Unlike in the play, it is not always a happy ending - not everyone is openminded to differences.
One of the most memorable scenes was basically that last one with Kelly. In this scene, she expressed how different she was from everyone else and the fact that her family doesn't understand her. What I was glad about was that she mentioned it was alright, she didn't care about it. To me those last lines meant so much because different will always be different, and that's what will always make it special. I am a weirdly distinct person, and every day that passes by I admire my qualities even more - whether somebody thinks I'm crazy or not, thats just not important to me. It was a very powerful message for me.
And just like that it was over. I was satisfied with this show because I got to make a lot of personal reflections. And I couldn't have been any happier that it ended, because I finally was able to flee from the guy next to me. Turns out he was just a regular spectator who just happened to enjoy himself quite differently than the rest of us. I just shook my head and with a smile on my face, gladly went out.