One hundred years in the future, when the binary autocracy was overthrown, I enjoyed a brief career as a dramaturge. While it’s true I had to look up the word dramaturge before writing the piece in the link below, it’s not true that the play I review in it has ever been performed. Yet.
The primary reason it hasn’t been staged is that it was created by author and performer Michael Allen Rose in response to a challenge to write a very bad play. Something bad, really bad, just fucking terrible. Considering the impossible stage directions and lack of anything like realistic dialogue, distinguishable characters or dramatic arc, he succeeded.
I’m delighted to present a fake review of a fake play in a fake-ish present and (fingers crossed) real future. There’s lots of misused big words since we’re being fancy up in here. Also, there’s a bunch of other intelligent, hilarious commentaries from other authors who know more about drama than I do for the seasoned theater-goers out there.
As an aside, when I got over my initial reaction to the play (oh jesus this is garbage what have I signed up for?) and started writing, I kinda got into the surreal badness of it and now have this fantasy it could happen on stage. As a musical, of course.
Here’s the link to Michael Allen Rose’s Patreon where you can read the chapbook that includes my piece, “A Lady Does Her Job,” and check out his other work. It will cost you one dollar to subscribe, but what else do you get in this world for one dollar? You can’t even park or get coffee for that much.
Without further delay, I present to you:
The Mystery of the Mysterious Hospital That was Scary
Horrorsong 