While watching “The Play That Goes Wrong” from the third row in the elegantly ornate Orpheum Theatre in downtown Memphis, TN, on a cold, slightly snowy Thursday night on Feb 6, 2020, I was reminded of my late dad’s boisterous laugh that would sonically fill even the largest of rooms, auditoriums, and theaters every single time he laughed. And he laughed every single day of his life while he was alive. He loved slapstick comedy—the sillier, the better. He would have absolutely loved this play with its over-the-top characters, exaggerated acting, countless pratfalls and sight gags, all-around silliness, and pure comedy timed to perfection.
As I and the rest of the packed audience laughed uproariously throughout the entire show—which actually started the moment I stepped foot inside the theater’s front doors where I was greeted by a venue security guard looking through my purse for weapons and by an apparent cast member clad in 1920’s attire and a well-coifed mustache welcoming me into the theater with a loud, crisp British accent—I could hear my dad’s laughter again after years of silence since his unexpected death nearly three years ago. Perhaps that reminder to laugh is what this play’s best accomplishment is...for me at least.
I took my mother to see it with me after a long year of medical issues and mobility struggles. She and I both laughed so much that it hurt our faces but warmed our hearts. And that much needed laughter combined with the sweet, prominent memories of my dad’s laugh helped heal parts of our broken hearts and inspired us to continue to find something to laugh about every day just as my dad had done.
From a technical standpoint, this play was brilliantly precise in execution. Its manic brand of humor echoed Monty Python, “Mousetrap,” and the olden days of vaudeville in the style of comedia del arte, bringing to mind the off-Broadway play “Noises Off” that I had seen at least twice a couple of decades ago. With “Noises Off” being my personal standard for theatrical comedies, I had high expectations and hopes for “The Play That Goes Wrong.” And it did not disappoint!
I highly recommend this play for anyone who needs or loves to laugh. And for those who are theater buffs or the engineering type like me, you will be both entertained and fascinated by the intricate prop mishaps, collapsing set pieces, gravity-defying stunts, the deliberate behind-the-scenes action, and how the made-for-disaster set became a character in and of itself.
Additionally, the actors continuously break the fourth wall by engaging directly with the audience while feeding off of our energy and responses to them, thereby bringing us into their madhouse comedy of errors that somehow mirror the daily “disasters” we endure in our own lives. Sometimes all we can do in such moments when everything goes from wrong to worst is to sit back and just laugh. Employing a more positive, optimistic view of ourselves and our lives help us navigate the deeper, darker waters while keeping our heads above that same murky water.
So kudos to the massive team that put this touring play together and serve it up as a reminder that, through perseverance, things eventually work out in the end despite dreadful, chaotic circumstances of inevitability. Everything around you might fall completely apart; but as long as you’re still standing in the end, you will be okay, for the show must go on. Comedy timed to perfection indeed!