Superficial Characters and Their Sex Lives

Graphic by Angelie Zaslavsky
Crossposted from Haaretz
This shouldn’t have happened. A spectator coming to the theater is supposed to take an interest in many things: the plot, the characters, the style, the acting, the directing. When the play is really good, he is supposed to take all of these in, perhaps reflect on them later in greater detail, and allow himself to feel what this play — the theme, the story, the characters — has to say to him as a person; how he would react if something similar to that which took place onstage were to happen to him.
What shouldn’t have happened is what happened to me in “Monogamy,” (the play’s title in English is “O Go My Man,” an anagram of “monogamy”) a play by Stella Feehily, directed by Rami Heuberger at Habima Theater. And what happened was that as the play progressed, and especially when it was over, my mind was preoccupied with one question: “Who in the Habima Theater management decided to stage this play, and why, dammit?”
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