A few weeks ago, the Severn Theatre Goers club went into Baltimore to see An Inspector Calls at the Everyman Theatre. The play was written in the mid 1900's by J. B. Priestley and follows the story of an Inspector Goule as he questions various members of a family about their involvement in the life of a girl who had just committed suicide (or did she? Do we know? We seriously aren't sure. This play messed me up and I no longer have a full sense of reality).
The play is heartbreaking in its revelation that we all affect those around us, even in the most little of ways that we do not think of. It encourages all of us to respect and love our fellow man and to be careful of what we say and do to others. The acting was superb and the characters were compelling (even the maid, who only spoke once but she had a quietness about her that was horrifyingly unsettling), and it leaves you wondering what kind of person you are.
And the tech was amazing! At the end, the walls pulled up and there were a ton of mirrors everywhere and everyone was looking at themselves and realized what horrible people they all were.
The story ends in a way that is open to interpretation and we really weren't sure what we were supposed to think. Everyone spent the entire bus ride home debating and arguing and it still haunts me.
In any event, the play is no longer being shown at Everyman. However, the Theatre Goers Club is going to Everyman to see a new play, Fences, this November. And if the new show is anywhere near as good as An Inspector Calls, and I imagine it will be, then I encourage you all to go.
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