by Woody Allen
The last time I read this play was for my high school acting class when we did a production of it. I don't remember it being so strange. And I seem to have a vivid memory of a very real Deus ex machina Zeus flying down from the ceiling of our auditorium, which I know can't possibly be true.
It's funnier than I remember too. Or perhaps I just better understand all the New York humor now.
Woman: They had a knife, they wanted my money.
Diabetes: You should have given it to them.
Woman: I did. They still stabbed me.
Chorus: That's New York. You give 'em the money and they still stab you.
For that, I tip my hat to you Mr. Allen. *tip*
Tomorrow's Play: The Agony and the Agony by Nicky Silver