A big, sprawling, pleasing and frustrating book. I picked it up at The Book Cellar. The first words I saw were “Laura Eason”, who sublet my apartment for six weeks with my friend Pep. The next we’re “Steve Scott”, who I assistant directed for back in 1993 or so. And I’m like, “Welp. I guess I have to read this.”
It’s a huge book, a kajillion people, but while I was reading it I couldn’t decide if it ever really captured why people do shows. (It’s also really lacking in gossip, which is a shame.) Sometimes it felt more like long lists of people and storefronts and the names of shows. But, for sections of the book it got to be more that that. I guess it’s more about the community that did the work than the work itself.
Anyhow, if you did theater in Chicago ever you’re probably one degree away from someone in here. You should read it, they’re probably talking about you. And if you never did theater in Chicago? It’s probably a little dry. But I did, so.