Was freaking hilarious
The punchline was, “Hail Malthus!”
If you don't know who that is, follow the link, if you dare.
Combine that with peak oil, and it's like taking the red pill, Neo.
Anyway, Urinetown was not performed in a theater in Denver,
but in the hangar of a water waste treatment building.
A building often referred to as “The Gotham Building”
because of its Batman-comic-book-like architecture.
Made for a good bit of 'ha-ha, isn't that clever?'
But the acoustics were dreadful.
Missed a lot of good lines.
the lines we did catch
were sharp and cold as dirty icicles
and just as dangerous, as they hung over
a few peoples' heads.
The storyline: Sometime in the near-future, a permanent drought
forces people to give up their private toilets,
and public toilets are run by one corrupt company
Urine Good Company
that charges horrific amounts of money
to use them.
Public urination is a crime.
Private urination is a crime.
Enter one Young Unlikely Hero,
One Young Heroine, who happens to be the daughter of
Urine Good Company's president.
And Urinetown is the name of the mysterious place
where naughty piddlers are exiled.
You don't want to know about Urinetown
But you find out anyway.
And the narrator, Officer Lockstock;
I was in love.
I was scribbling notes in my head.
I seem to be
trapped in a second-rate
Lisa writing style.
I'll give it back