A Note: I don’t normally deviate too far from my usual system for the haiku, but for ‘Death Takes a Holiday’, or, as I like to call it, ‘A Little Night Music at the Titanic Cabaret in Grand Hotel’, I’m making an exception. In addition to the haiku, I am including my favorite dramatic moment of the show (with spoilers, FYI), retold. And I’m pondering writing something longer about this show – it’s honestly a tricky one, a mess of some lovely music beautifully sung by talented people and some of the weirdest direction I’ve seen on a professional stage. So we’ll see about that, but for now, enjoy these:
Stand deadpan, waiting for laugh.
Godot will come first.
Death tastes the pleasure
Of earthy life, including
White shiny leggings.
Car crash staged on stage
With slo-mo waving arms, chairs.
Corky would approve.
But all easily ID’d
By their one trait each.
Souls wandering, lost.
The dead in afterlife? Nope.
Actors in this show.
Death’s back on the job
Because somewhere mid-Act 2
My patience died.
The show’s emotional conclusion:
DEATH: Grazia, my love, I must show you who I really am.
(DEATH walks up the aisle. Comes back.)
DEATH: Yes. You thought I was just a man in a tuxedo, but now you see my true identity – a man in a tuxedo in a lighting effect.