A dear friend of mine was stage managing the show. I went primarily to support her but left very glad to have seen the show. The play tackles the great theological question: Why do bad things happen to good people? Or, perhaps, people in general? Although far from presuming to have an answer, the script brings the audience along with Lewis’ struggle to keep his faith in the face of tragedy.
Ultimately, the suggestion is that happiness and sorrow are along a continuum of the same experience – we can’t really have one without the other. Pain is part of the joy. Perhaps an unsatisfying answer, but anyone looking for something more tangible might just have to leave religion altogether.
The actors were captivating and the stage management was – of course – impeccable. One warning though: this is not a children’s play. There was a young family behind us who must have only read the ‘C.S. Lewis’ part of the plot description. The kids didn’t seem to have any idea what was going on – at least judging from the loudly asked questions that prevailed throughout the entire first act. During the second act, questions were replaced by snoring. #parentfail