9/27 Friday.
The Skin of Our Teeth by Thornton Wilder staged at Seattle Repertory Theater.
A three-part allegory about the life of mankind.
Mr and Mrs Antrobus (from Greek: άνθρωπος - anthropos) have been married for 5,000 years, raised a couple of kids, survived the ice age, the great flood, and the war.
There are some stylistic complexity of occasional interruption of the narrative by actors directly addressing the audience.
One I don't like is in the 3rd act, Mr. Antrobus announces that several actors have taken ill, asking the audience to indulge them while the "stage manager" of the play conducts a rehearsal with the replacements. Why?
Nice stage sets, good acting.
