Directed by Eric Prince
November 9, 10, 15, 16, 7:30 p.m.; matinees on November 11, 17, 2 p.m.
Big Love, by Charles Mee, has been called a big, beautiful, fantastic mess. Just like love. It’s also been called a euphoric, erotic, madly tumultuous piece of work, and although based on one of the oldest plays of ancient Greece it’s more recognizably HBO’s The Sopranos in style and method rather than Aeschylus.
It’s the story of three women (and 47 sisters) fleeing their homeland of Greece to escape forced marriages to men they have never met and do not love. Their refuge is a sumptuous Italian villa and its eccentric household until the jilted grooms finally arrive, by military helicopter, to retake the betrothed women by whatever means necessary. Events however spin out of control in a dizzying, surprising and wildly comical fashion, leaving audiences entertained, yet pondering the eternal question of love and marriage. Must we succumb to the power of love, to the pull of passion to experience all that is good in life? Or is sexual attraction, lust, and love itself, just another form of enslavement? Written originally for the Humana Festival, Louisville, in 2000, there is still something topically relevant about this play in this era of Trump and the “Me Too” movement, and our debates about the politics of power, gender, and male supremacy.
The oldest questions on earth have a way of just never going away….