Thursday, November 14, 1991
Book Review...
Time's
Arrow takes
you back
through time
...Backward
Paul Plisiewicz
The Collegian
Assume that your conscience,
as you lie dead under the gaze of
several whitesmocked physicians,
takes a final look at your entire
life, in reverse.
Imagine how absurd your
existence would seem as you
walk backward down crowded
streets saying hello to good
friends you've never seen before.
Or, the cruelty and pleasure
with which you take toys from
small children - who graciously,
smilingly, hand them to you.
Then, for the few petty dollars
given to you by a teenage
cashier, you kindly place the
items back on the shelf in aisle
nine at the local toy shop.
Of course, none of what you
witness makes any sense. You
begin to lose confidence in the
world. You dream of people
you've never seen before, places
you've never been and things
you've never done or experienced.
Then, you start to feel as if
something important awaits
beyond the horizon. Something
terrible, something you know to
be wrong.
You begin to have
premonitions of things you
should know nothing about but
are strangely familiar with. You
think: When will this spouse of
mine come along? Who is she?
What's with these dreams of
babies and bombs? And, why
does the damn telephone ring
three or four times every time I
hang up?
And sex? Sex!
First, the tell-tale, slap-in-the
face from the crying woman.
Then, you both climb into a cab.
Fortunately, the dedicated men of
this profession are always there
when you need them. "No wonder
[you] stand there, for hours on
end, waving goodbye, or saluting
- saluting this fine service."
Upon entering the house, you
immediately strip and go at it,
gratuitously. You follow the
heavy stuff up with what seems
like overkill - a half hour or so of
afterplay. Later, dinner and a few
pecks on the check and "Hey you
finally made it!" as she's going
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Out the door
You become disgusted with
the way this body, your body,
this vile creature, jumps head
first into these relationships and
then lets them fizzle away into
oblivion, forgetting they ever
occurred. The body strengthens
and looks better and better but
never appreciates its good
fortune.
You hate your job. Why do
those people come to you with
casts and gauze only to have
them removed and a rib or leg
broken? The answers are not
there, yet. All the while you're
haunted by those dreams.
Later, after going to Germany,
to war, you realize your life's
purpose. Everything falls into
place. How can one man do so
much good, you wonder. The
way you fashion humans -
especially Jews - from fire and
gas at Auschwitz. Auschwitz: the
hub of creation.
After it's over, after you've
given all you had to the cause,
you forget everything. The
dreams have stopped. You've met
your wife and she is gone. This
you do not understand. Nothing
makes sense like it did in
Auschwitz. You begin to think
that perhaps it was wrong
creating them like you did.
What about the children? Why
give them life when they have
but a short while before they are
sucked up by their mothers'
wombs?
Why were the Jews forced to
work so hard for their lives? You
gave them life and then worked
their frail bodies until they were
filthy and sent them away on
trains.
These arc the things you've
forgotten, the things you've
replaced with your childish
dreams and fantasies.
You curl into your own
mother's arms, crying, bawling
and decide that perhaps everything
was wrong. Was their nothing
you could have done to prevent
your host's mistakes? You close
your eyes. "[You] see an arrow
fly - but wrongly. Point first."
This is Time's Arrow
Read it.
Part-Time Work
The Collegian
Hauntingly hilarious
The Roadhouse's Spooks is
b Timoth
Jones
The Collegian
Spooks, The flaunting of the
Skowronski Sisters is a new
comedy written by Richard Boler
and directed by Scott McClelland.
When you go to see this play,
you'll find great directing and
great acting, but what you won't
find is horror.
Spooks is not an
appropriate title for the
play. When you hear
Spooks, it makes you
think of something
scary. But instead it's
something humorous.
The characters come
alive on stage and each
actor grabs his scene by
the reigns and makes the
most of it. If it's not
Geri Baker's Pearl
running around always
in a frenzy, trying to be
the perfect hostess, then
it's Alberta Nelson-
Gilman's Josic, whose
antics will make you
laugh.
Linda Gamble's
Annie is hilarious and
every one of her scenes
is enjoyable to watch.
Bobbie Kocher's Irene
Rose is the level-headed
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sister, who keeps all the sisters
together. Her humor is
sophisticated and real compared to
the others. All four actresses
have great comedic talent.
Adding to the already
humorous situation is Len
Dombrowski's Fr. Wisinski and
Peg Sinclair's Attilia. When
these two meet for the first time,
laughi H
Spooks doesn't scare:
hilarious situation arises when
Skowronski house is blessed
free it of its ghosts.
Page
a surprise
an example
Fr. Wisinski: "It's nice to
meet you sister."
Attilia: "My ass in your face."
This is only one example of
the great lines she says. Sinclair
is perfect in the role of Attilia
because she's funny and a breath
of fresh air.
The whole cast works as one
ki• the story funny and
flowing. The only
problem is its ending.
There should be
something more -
something to bring
Spooks to a climax.
Spooks runs at The
Roadhouse Theater
through Nov. 24. The
theater is located on
1501 State Street, Erie,
PA 16501. It has also
been extended for two
more performances on
Friday, Nov. 29 and
Saturday Nov. 30.
Starting times for
Thursday, Friday and
Saturday are 8:00 pm
and Sunday at 3:00 pm.
Admission is $7.00-
students and $5.00-
seniors on Thursdays
and Sundays only. Call
4 5 9 - 8 2 1 5 for
reservations.
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