Foreskin's Lament

This past Saturday I went to see Foreskin's Lament. Not being a regular consumer of plays, you might wonder what I was doing there. A friend of mine that I met at our regular Tuesday book table was playing one of the rugby players - a bit of a flippant, no-cares kind of guy who's easy-going approach to the game is confronted by the death of one of his teammates. The play mixes a bit of light-hearted comedy with powerful social commentary to great effect. The first and second acts were extreme contrasts, the first taking place in a locker room and involving jokes and banter between the guys; the second taking place at an after-match party and involving more intense dialogue and an incredibly powerful Maori dance (traditionally done by the New Zealand rugby team before matches). It wasn't a 'feel-good' story, so it's hard to say 'I enjoyed it' - because actually it was more about feeling the intensity of the social issues as felt through the conflict of the main character. But it was good.