Poochwater Review
An exemplary play of theatre at its bestA 70 minute play titled by its protagonist, Poochwater, excelled in capturing the essence of theatre with special commendation given to the excellent skill of playwriting presented by Mike McPhaden and direction by Patrick Conner. On 10th February, 2004 at Theatre Passe Muraille, the initial idea of theatre being plain boring was debarred from many minds. The blending of the play's themes such as identity crisis and confusion, amnesia, pride and the human condition, which are all interlocked into each other have produced a mirrored drama of ordinary life that each individual in the audience can relate to at some point of the play
Interesting and at the same time entertaining, Mike McPhaden's Poochwater is recommended for its mysterious outcome that is unpredictable and will certainly leave one in total awe. This was a plausible way of keeping the attention of the audience and safeguarding it from excusable critics. McPhaden plays a man who is cautious about every little thing around him and sees himself as a genius but tends to suffer from amnesia for short periods of time. The seriousness of Poochwater was placated at unexpected moments by comical relief. The play continues as he begins his quest to recall his name and takes a different course when the second actor, Jeff Miller, barges into his abode to find that it has been vandalised and the trespasser is still present. The setting, a simple arrangement of furniture consisting of a small bed, dresser, a table and a chair, ripped from the 50s time period was Poochwater's foundation. He sees it fitting to write the owner a note, apologizing for what he did and to save him from the shock of thinking he was robbed. On his way out he hears something crack on the floor and turned on the light to discover that he had broken a photo frame. Before Poochwater commenced an aural method where tracks of what seemed to be 50s music were played for the audience to be introduced to the play's mood. The Mike McPhaden - Jeff Miller team performed delightful characters, which were believable, in the sense of how they incorporated body gestures and emotions into the entire act. The puzzling thing is that when he ends the note he does not remembers his name. Poochwater begins with a good Samaritan, Mike McPhaden, dressed in a grey suit, entering a stranger's apartment to return his wallet that he had found in the park. The lights were dimmed during most of the play except when God was mentioned, where there would be a pause in darkness and the sound of lightning.
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