Hello. My name is Sister Julie, and I would like to share with you the most amazing thing. A couple of weeks ago, I felt the most pure joy that I had since my honeymoon. K and I saw the touring production of The Book of Mormon. For those of you unaware of this amazing 2011 musical written by Trey Parker and Matt Stone of South Park infamy, and Robert Lopez of Avenue Q (another musical I have been dying to see), I have to warn you: It is not for the faint of heart or the easily offended. If you turn your nose up at the incredibly dirty but wonderfully sweet South Park then you would hate this musical with a heart of gold underneath its potty mouth. But for everyone else (and for me especially), The Book of Mormon is a revelation. I have always been a fan of musical theatre and enjoyed every production I have ever seen, but I have never felt the same joy watching a live cast perform as much as I have, say, watching Gene Kelly leap in Singin' in the Rain. The magic of theatre could never eclipse the magic of the cinema. Until now.
The Book of Mormon follows our hero, Elder Price, a young Mormon about to go on his mission. Elder Price is the kind of guy other people envy (and maybe hate a little): he is handsome, confident and always gets what he wants. He also lives in a bubble. For his mission, he hopes to go to his favorite place in the world: ORLANDO (home of Disney, Seaworld, and putt-putt golfing)! As the missionaries are placed with their mission companions, Elder Price is paired with the awkward, chubby, and nerdy Elder Cunningham; together, they set off to Uganda (home of...) to begin their mission. Elder Price knows that he and his mission partner are going to convert many villagers to Mormonism (well, Elder Price knows he will be doing most of the converting as he reveals in the hilarious "You and Me (But Mostly Me)"). They are shocked to find out that the villagers are worried about more pressing issues than finding a new religion, like, I don't know, AIDS, poverty, and a warlord with an unprintable name for this family friendly blog who is planning to genitally mutilate all the women in the village. Plus, a guy who can't stop proclaiming that he has maggots in his scrotum. What happens next is both glorious and profane.


Julie
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