Free Night of Theater – It Runs in the Family

I’m putting in a plug for this site and this specific performance; It Runs in the Family as presented by the Oracle Theatre Company at Dougherty Arts Center.

I was quite impressed with both the performance, and the fact that I was able to get tickets to the event simply by reserving them online, for free. If your city is one of the lucky few listed, you too might be able to experience some culture without a major investment of capitol.

The play It Runs in the Family was quite funny, and the cast was excellent. I laughed my way through most of it. Catch it if you get a chance.


It’s funny the way events circle around and run into each other when you start writing things down and then running across the recorded events again years later. I was just in a conversation with someone on Facebook about his hypothesis about the evolution of camp arts in the theater and movies.

He was talking about the live performance experience that you get in a theater, about how there can be a conspiracy between the actors and the audience concerning what the play is really about aside from the text that is written into the scripts of the plays. As I was reading that I flashed on this experience at Dougherty Arts. How I was nearly overcome with the unreality of watching someone playacting directly in front of me. I nearly burst out laughing at what would have been a completely inappropriate time in the play because of the unreality of it all, catching a side-eye from one of the players in the midst of what was a serious bit of business during the play.

This was one of my first theater experiences, something that has been regrettably rare in the years since and even rarer since the pandemic. Most of the times that I would watch a live performance, what I was seeing was the work of people I knew well and was there for them specifically (Space Trek: Lost on Gilligan’s Planet springs immediately to mind) plays with brothers or sisters in them or even the few times I was on stage in a choir or part of a scene put on in my elementary school. In those instances the intimacy of watching people perform a role doesn’t seem out of place.

This viewing at Dougherty Arts was just the play that I could go to for free, I really didn’t know anyone on stage or even the author of the play. Not knowing who these people were made the act of watching them so closely seem almost like unwanted attention. An intrusion. Yet we were all there specifically to engage in this weird activity of going through the motions of social arrangement on stage, the audience having a real social experience watching it. it just struck me as so odd at the time.

Could this be related to my topophobia? I honestly have no idea.

Author: RAnthony

I'm a freethinking, unapologetic liberal. I'm a former CAD guru with an architectural fetish. I'm a happily married father. I'm also a disabled Meniere's sufferer.

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