The Nap

In my senior year at college, a close friend had fallen in love with a British man who visited America for the first time.  While we went to class, he watched American game shows on the telly and later remarked about THREE (!) cars being given away on an episode of The Price is Right.  Apparently in England, that’s not exactly how game shows work.  After they married, I flew across the pond and experienced the stark contrast.  A fairly difficult trivia show was on television and the winning prize was announced:  “a one way ticket to France, find your own way back.”  I howled.  I laughed much harder recalling that moment than I did anytime during “The Nap.”

Back in the 1980’s there were only a handful of channels to watch on TV.  A snooker tournament dominated the airwaves when I visited the now married couple.  Hours and hours of snooker.  The commentary was like watching golf without the pretty views.  So I thought I would get a tremendous kick out of The Nap which concerns itself with a snooker championship and an assortment of colorful characters.  In addition, Richard Bean previously wrote the hilarious One Man, Two Guvnors which justifiably made James Corden a star here.

Although it received some strong reviews in London, The Nap is a fairly dull affair, never as witty or funny as it thinks it is.  Dylan Spokes (a fine Ben Schnetzer) enters the World Snooker Championship and the police are trying to root out a gambling syndicate threatening to ruin the sport.  His dad offers him a shrimp sandwich despite the fact that he is vegetarian and doesn’t eat anything with brains.  His mom is the white trash type with slimy boyfriend.  The female police officer is sexy.  His agent is transgendered and frequently spouts malapropisms that are intermittently clever.  She has a “peanut analogy.”  Will you chuckle a few times?  Yes, but not nearly enough.

The cast was uniformly good in their roles.  The set design is excellent with elaborate scene changes from snooker hall to Dylan’s bedroom to the World Championship table.  The actual tournament playing rounds are by far the most entertaining with droll television commentary adding to the snooker tension.  As directed by Daniel Sullivan, The Nap never sinks the ball into a pocket called comedy.  I believe the fault, however, lies largely in a play with far too many scratches to be recommended.

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You and I (Metropolitan Playhouse)

A young man dreams of a career as a painter but falls in love.  Instead of pursuing his passion, he marries and becomes a businessman for a company that makes soap.  In his forties and looking back, he realizes as an individual he was an “I.”  As a married man, however, it’s always “You and I.”  What makes for a happy life?  A fulfilling one?  What are the compromises and benefits associated with signing on to “you and I”?

This play’s plot also revolves around their son who dreams of a career as an architect.  Like his father, he has fallen in love at a young age.  Go to Europe and study or get married?  The set up occurs early in this diverting, uncomplicated story.  Philip Barry wrote this play while he was engaged and trying to establish himself as a playwright before settling down.  The axiom “write what you know” certainly applies here.

A critical and commercial success, You and I was Mr. Barry’s first play to be produced on Broadway in 1923.  His later and more famous works include Holiday and The Philadelphia Story (written specifically for Katherine Hepburn) which were turned into Hollywood films.  You and I was also adapted into a now lost 1931 movie called “The Bargain.”

Metropolitan Playhouse explores America’s theatrical heritage to illustrate contemporary American culture.  Do you follow a path to your passions which may be less lucrative than getting a safer job in business?  That is certainly a question being addressed by young people today.  You and I explores that theme with the added fun of listening to language, mannerisms and societal hierarchies now a century old.

In a small off-off Broadway house, this company has mounted a fine, well-directed (Michael Hardart) version of this play.  The cast is quite accomplished in portraying roles from this very old play without any smell of mothballs.  Finely etched characterizations were created by Elisabeth Preston (as the mother) and Aidan Eastwood (as her son).  In particular, her chemistry with her husband (an excellent Timothy C. Goodwin) was believable and had a cool, nicely understated Nick and Nora vibe.

Caitlyn Barrett’s set design is simple and highly effective in establishing place.  The scene changes are performed by the actors in this very intimate space.  The overall result is an evening spent eavesdropping in a family’s home as they ponder the mini-dramas of the day.  I enjoyed this production of You and I immensely.  Glad to see this rarely revived play on stage and highly recommend a trip to the Metropolitan Playhouse in the East Village.  And while you are there, check out my favorite Cuban restaurant in New York City, Café Cortadito, just two blocks away!

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A Lovely Sunday for Creve Coeur (La Femme Theatre)

One of Tennessee Williams’ final plays, A Lovely Sunday for Creve Coeur, was first produced in 1979, four years before he died.  This piece is rarely revived.  The relatively new company La Femme Theatre has a mission to celebrate and explore the universal female experience.  As an added bonus, one of my favorite performers, the usually hilarious and talented Kristine Nielsen (Hir, Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike) costars.

Creve Coeur is a park located in St. Louis.  The setting is a small working class apartment in 1937.  Bodey (Ms. Nielsen) shares her apartment with Dorothea (Jean Lichty), a high school civics teacher with more than a crush on the school principal.  The play opens with her waiting for a promised phone call from him.  She is classically written in the Blanche DuBois mold; fading beauty and delusional dreamer.  Every Sunday, Bodey packs a lunch to go to Creve Coeur with a not-so-subtle attempt to fix Dorothea up with her slovenly brother.

Despair, desperation and loneliness are key themes in this work.  Miss Gluck (Polly McKie) is the deeply grieving upstairs neighbor who has just lost her mother and is living alone.  The kind-hearted Bodey is consoling her with coffee and crullers every day.  Dorothea cannot deal with Miss Gluck’s depressed countenance, hysterical crying and aggressive ranting in her native German.  Dorothea’s coworker Helena (Annette O’Toole) makes a surprise visit and her haughtiness sparks conflict with Bodey’s calculated kindness and sets the tone for an exercise in verbally eviscerating combat.

A Lovely Sunday for Creve Coeur is a tragicomedy with four meaty roles for actresses to play.  The meanness of women (especially to each other) is certainly on display here but with added layers of fear, dreams, self-protection and gut instincts.  Everyone is damaged; some have more highly developed coping skills.  The performances are mixed.  Ms. Nielsen’s tragic moments are heart wrenching in their emotional availability.  Her comedic line readings are directly from the “Best of Kristine Nielsen” playbook.  Fans know what that means.  Here it occasionally registers a bit too big but admittedly this play has slow moments to fill.

Ms. Lichty and Ms. McKie nicely inhabit their very different roles despite the nuttiness of the plotlines.  Ms. O’Toole’s characterization of the highfalutin Helena seemed quite starchy for my tastes; too one dimensionally prim for all the harshness written into the role.  The play is unabashedly kooky so these actresses have to traverse massive mood swings.  Creve Coeur is a long one act piece and the tempo dragged a number of times.  Austin Pendleton directed these ladies to play the scenes fairly bluntly.  Oddly the set designer (Harry Feiner) and the director were out of synch.  Sometimes there would be eavesdropping near the imaginary door between rooms.  Other times these women directly confronted each other face to face over furniture where there had recently been an imaginary wall.

There are good reasons to see A Lovely Sunday in Creve Coeur, particularly if you enjoy Tennessee Williams.  Last spring, Classic Stage Company (with the Transport Group) mounted an outstanding version of Summer and Smoke.  His plays are rich with imperfect souls.  If you come to see this production, sit very close to the front.  Some lines were hard to hear in Row A.  I understood why people in the back were complaining on the way out.  For emotionally scarring melodrama to work, it has to be audible.

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Dickie in the House (The PIT)

The Peoples Improv Theater is dedicated to the instruction, performance and development of original comedy.  Dickie in the House is described as the “possibly true, entirely fabricated, probably wrong story of Watergate as told by two girls who really don’t know what happened but gave it the old college try.”  The piece is clearly a distant cousin to the often riotous Drunk History television series.

Olivia Atwood and Maggie Seymour wrote, perform and directed this assortment of loosely written sketches and musical numbers.  I did laugh at some of the antics particularly those of Ms. Atwood who reminded me of a young, underdeveloped, mildly feral Carol Burnett.  Her face has the same ability to morph.

Mashing up the President Richard Nixon scandal is a fairly ripe opportunity to mine some serious laughs in today’s political, autocratic environment.  Leaders who believe themselves above the law.  In Dickie in the House, Mrs. Nixon even wants him dead.  The general problem with this material is that is doesn’t come close enough to skewering its source material and wanders all over the place.  Long stretches are silly but not funny enough to sustain the audience’s visibly waning interest.

When President Nixon resigned, he left the White House in disgrace.  When this play ended, I left the PIT a bit befuddled.  The intended target was HUUUGE but the zingers sailed past without a scratch.

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Ripcord (Elkhart Civic Theatre, IN)

After a successful home win at Notre Dame against Vanderbilt, I decided to take a drive and check out the Elkhart Civic Theatre, a community troupe in Indiana which performs in the historic, and quite nice, Bristol Opera House.  Ripcord, written by David Lindsay-Abaire, is their first production of this year’s season.  I saw this playwright’s Pulitzer Prize winning Broadway play Rabbit Hole in 2006.  In that piece, a tragic event looms like a dark cloud over a family but there are also elements of comedy.  In Ripcord, the same duality exists but not quite as heavy, nor as deep.

Directed by Demarée Dufour-Noneman, this slightly dark situation comedy might be appropriately titled Golden Girls With a Vengeance.  Two ladies share a room in the Bristol Place Senior Living Facility.  Abby Binder (an assured Jenny DeDario) is, frankly, a pain in the ass and cannot seem to get along with others.  Enter Marilyn Dunne, the chatty one with the seemingly sweet simple demeanor.  The two concoct a bet.  Can Abby be scared?  Can Marilyn get mad?  Down the rabbit hole they go as the pranks intensify.

Marilyn may have a sweet nature but there is a strong fortress of self-protection lurking underneath the somewhat batty exterior.  She is well-played by Stacey Nickel who ensures that we have empathy for her as well as mild repulsion.  All of this is light as air dark comedy.  There is meanness for sure but it skims along quickly and is forgotten as we move onto the next series of hijinks.

The Elkhart Civic Theatre has given Ripcord a solid production.  The pacing is just right for the material and the set design effectively accomplishes a lot of scene changes with its modest budget.  The skydiving scene was cleverly executed.  In multiple roles, Keith Sarber was memorable, notably as Benjamin, the character who helps ground the plot toward its Golden Girls finale.  All in all, an entertaining production of this play by everyone backstage and onstage.  Kudos to the company for having bios in the program for the crew.

John Shoup is this theater’s Artistic and Technical Director.  In his letter from this season’s brochure, he eloquently encapsulates this company’s DNA.  “You see, this is theatre – for and by the community.  Over the years, thousands of people have had a hand in creating characters and whole worlds that once existed only in a playwright’s imagination – here, in this place, on our stage.  This is where we become family, whether it’s for a few weeks or a few generations.  This is where we do what we love – and share what we love – in the hope that you will love it, too.”

Is there a better way to express the passion and purpose of localized community theater?  I look forward to seeing another production at the Elkhart Civic Center one day.  Because I love it too.

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A Chorus Line (Retrospective Series)

Long before Hamilton transferred from the Public Theater to a triumphant Broadway run, there was A Chorus Line.  Also developed at the Public Theater, Michael Bennett was given space for a year to work on his celebration of Broadway dancers.  This musical went on to break the record as the longest running show in Broadway history.  I saw A Chorus Line three times during that original run.  For this entry in my Retrospective Series, I viewed two tapings preserved in the New York Public Library’s Theatre on Film and Tape Collection:  the off-Broadway Public Theater taping on July 12, 1975 and the then record-breaking 3389th Broadway performance on September 29, 1983.

Writing this blog has been illuminating as a chronicle of my personal experiences, an opportunity to communicate with theater companies and as a chance to voice an opinion which hopefully adds to the theatrical discourse.  Before the internet, certainly in the time of A Chorus Line, the print and television critics had much more influence than they perhaps do today.  I decided to first examine what was said about this classic, possibly perfect musical.

On May 22, 1975 in the New York Times, Clive Barnes started his review of the Off-Broadway production by stating, “The conservative word for A Chorus Line might be tremendous, or perhaps terrific.”  An excellent review except for the score:  “Mr. Hamlisch is not such a good composer as he was in the movie The Sting when he was being helped out by Scott Joplin, but he can pass.”  By the time the show opened on Broadway in October, Mr. Barnes had a change of heart:  “The music by Marvin Hamlisch (which I have now got to know from the recording) is far more vital to the proceedings that I first thought, and far better.  It could easily become a classic.”

After having viewed these two tapings, the score is definitely a classic.  A band of dancers at an audition to see who gets hired.  The critics at the time were mixed on the “quasi-group therapy” of James Kirkwood and Nicholas Dante’s book.  I found the show’s storyline to be a rich mining of the dancer’s soul.  What drives their passion to excel?  Why commit to this hard life of rejections?

Sheila’s nearing the end of her career and says, “I’m going to be thirty real soon and I’m real glad,” dripping with sarcasm.  What motivated her?  In the exceptional “At the Ballet” she tells us “I wanted to be a prima ballerina.”  In the same song, Bebe confronts her appearance, “different is nice but it sure isn’t pretty.”  Maggie deals with her parent’s divorce:  “raise your arms and someone’s always there.”  There’s an abundance of humor in this show (“locked in the bathroom with Peyton Place” and “to commit suicide in Buffalo is redundant”).  But the serious moments and vocalized introspection from these dancers takes an audition and turns the proceedings into a celebration of tenacity and talent.

In the mid-1970’s, Broadway was starting to slump.  The character Paul has a heart wrenching monologue about how he transformed from a homosexual kid dismissed from a Catholic school to eventually becoming a legit dancer.  He pointedly notes, “I don’t wanna hear about how Broadway’s dying, ’cause I just got here.”  A Chorus Line was a major shot in the arm prior to the impending AIDS crisis and its devastating impact on the theater over the next two decades.  A Chorus Line was Hamilton big.  West Side Story big.  Oklahoma! big.

When the show celebrated its 3,389th performance, many companies were invited to perform on stage at the Schubert.  The show opened with the original cast and the following companies appeared throughout the evening:  the International, National, Bus and Truck, Las Vegas, Chicago and members of various foreign companies.  Near the end of the show, Zach asks the dancers, “what do you do when you can’t dance anymore?”  Here the responses were ingeniously presented in different languages, further binding the dancing community together as a kindred soul of people regardless of national origin.

Arguably the single greatest moment of this taping, however, was Diana’s superlative song, “Nothing.”  “Ev’ry day for a week we would try to hear the wind rush…”  If you can read that sentence without singing it, then you are overdue to see this musical.  This song was performed by the actress from the Japanese company entirely in her native language.  Since everyone in the audience presumably knew all the words, the effect was beyond entertaining.  It was both thrillingly hilarious and a testament to the universality of this “singular sensation.”

Michael Bennett was the genius who conceived, directed and choreographed A Chorus Line.  The sheer fluidity of the show is remarkable, never so much as when the dancers step up to the line in their famous poses.  The white line painted on the stage is the touchstone for these “Broadway gypsies.”  They repeatedly return to the line before spinning out with extraordinary dancing coupled with the heart, sweat and tears of passionate artists living their dream.

In the finale, the lyrics for “One” include the awesome, nervy lyric:  “loaded with charisma is my jauntily, sauntering, ambling shambler.”  In the mining industry, a shamble is one of a succession of niches above one another that ore travels from platform to platform, thereby raising it to a higher level.  In the land of musical theater, A Chorus Line rises to such starry heights as to be a shamble extraordinaire.

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Be More Chill

Based on a novel by Ned Vizzini, Be More Chill is about Jeremy, a high school student who is simply not cool.  The musical opens strongly with “More Than Survive,” a song which covers teenage angst with lyrics like “I feel my stomach filling up with dread.”  The direct audience for this entertaining exercise is the young adults who made this show an internet sensation after its world premiere in 2015 at the Two River Theater in Red Bank, New Jersey.  As of this writing, this sold out off-Broadway show will be transferring to Broadway in February 2019.  The material is definitely strong enough.

Be More Chill is a hybrid of the current Broadway hit Mean Girls and a science fiction young adult adventure.  The school bully Rich is played by Gerard Canonico who looks like Johnny Galecki’s younger brother and is just as funny.  Rich introduces Jeremy to SQUIP, a “super unit quantum intel processor” which can control the brain to help Jeremy learn to act cooler.  In other words, instead of being a nerd, he will “be more chill.”  Naturally things go awry.

Joe Iconis (music and lyrics) and Joe Tracz (book) wrote this show squarely toward the young adult audience.  As a result, the storytelling and, in particular, the multitude of high quality character songs clearly evoke an atmosphere.  As in Mean Girls, another nerd gets their shot to hang with the cool kids.  Thanks to the science fiction angle, the predicaments pile on the nerdy delights.  Jeremy’s friend and love interest Christine (Stephanie Tsu, excellent) expresses her inner geekiness in “I Love Play Rehearsal.”  A knockout performance by George Salazar as Jeremy’s best friend includes the show’s best song, “Michael in the Bathroom,” during the “as also seen in Mean Girls” costume party.

All of this inspired silliness is not necessarily breaking any new ground.  What Be More Chill has in abundance though is style and commitment.  Beowulf Boritt has designed a set which cleverly frames technology’s pervasiveness over this demographic.  Stephen Brackett directed this show with energy and heart, seemingly channeling the telephone singing teens from Bye Bye Birdie into the present iPhone era.  None of this would come together if our hero at the center of this story wasn’t relatable, sweet and misguided.  As Jeremy, Will Roland created a fully detailed, realistically believable character and firmly nails his memorable Act I closer, “Loser Geek Whatever.”

Who is the audience for Be More Chill?  Young adults surely even though there is a playful raunchiness that may be considered slightly offensive to some (“I’m waiting for my porno to load”).  Older theatergoers who want to see an outstanding production while embracing the youthful subject matter.  Broadway audiences?  I hope so but many of the comments I heard exiting the theater were respectful but not completely engaged (“too long” and “I’m not the target audience”).  If you know how to be more chill, grab your tickets and give this sold out phenomena a try.  Maybe you’ll learn to be cooler as a result.

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August 2018 Podcast

The August 2018 podcast is now live.  You can click the buzzsprout link below or search for theaterreviewsfrommyseat on iTunes, Spotify or Stitcher.

This episode wraps up the New York Musical Festival, visits Donna Murphy in Hello Dolly!, goes Off-Broadway for some terrific surprises and also travels to productions in Chicago, Boston (Moulin Rouge!) and Provincetown.  Plus another entry in the Retrospective Series with a relook at Annie.

The mission of theaterreviewsfrommyseat is to record my theatergoing experiences in concise summaries without plot spoilers in order to share my love of theater and inspire you to see a play, musical or theater company.

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Annie (Retrospective Series)

In April 1978, I saw the Tony winning Best Musical Annie which had opened the previous year.  Every principal in the original cast was still in the show except for Andrea McArdle who played the title character and had the audacity to grow up and out of the role.  For this entry in my Retrospective Series, I viewed the video recording at the New York Public Library’s Theatre on Film and Tape Collection.  This particular taping of the final Broadway cast was captured two weeks before the original run had closed.  As a middle schooler, I had a fond remembrance of the show and score, especially Act I.  In 2002, I saw Annie again at the Paper Mill Playhouse in New Jersey.  At that time, I felt I may have outgrown the material.

Annie was a musical developed from the comic strip character Little Orphan Annie which ran from 1922 until, remarkably, 2010.  Living in an orphanage, she is routinely abused by cold, sadistic matrons named Miss Asthma and Miss Treat.  She meets Daddy Warbucks who takes a liking to her but she finds herself cast off (by Mrs. Warbucks) and has adventures.  Early stories had Annie conquering political corruption, criminal gangs and corrupt institutions, a thematic bullseye in 1920’s America.  By the time the Great Depression hit, the formula changed.  Daddy Warbucks lost his fortune and died in despair at the election of Franklin D. Roosevelt.  Annie’s 1930’s adventures became more international in flavor given Europe’s struggles and the approaching World War.  In 1945, Daddy Warbucks was reunited with Annie.  Apparently he did not die but was in a coma all those years!

Thomas Meehan wrote the book for this musical which used elements of the comic strip but had its own story.  Beginning the creative process, he chose the mood of the Great Depression which he felt was contemporarily reflective of the then current era of Nixon and Vietnam.  In this show, Oliver Warbucks and FDR are, despite rival political affiliations, close friends.  When FDR is invited to dinner, Warbucks instructs the staff to “call Al Smith and find out what Democrats eat.”  The political jokes are musical comedy light and funny.  When Annie runs away, she is befriended by homeless citizens from a Hooverville tent city.  In “We’d Like to Thank You, Herbert Hoover” they sing about the President’s famous chicken in every pot plan with the lyric:  “not only don’t we have the chicken, we ain’t got the pot!”

Harve Presnell was the final Daddy Warbucks and his performance was impressive.  One of the clear high points from this taping is the chemistry between him and Annie (Alison Kirk) in the Act II numbers, “Something Was Missing” and “I Don’t Need Anything But You.”  That’s the good news.  The show normally shines brightest with the orphans and Miss Hannigan.  June Havoc did not have the maniacal edge that won Dorothy Loudon a Tony Award.

When Annie is not hitting on all cylinders, this bright and shiny upbeat cartoon can seem flat and two-dimensional.  “Easy Street” is one of the show’s great numbers moving the plot along and firmly establishing the harmlessly evil motives of Miss Hannigan, her brother Rooster and his ditzy dame, Lily St. Regis.  With Ms. Havoc’s version of Miss Hannigan, she’s simpler and sweeter.  You laugh and feel sorry for her but the saccharin content in a show full of “Little Girls” needs a healthy dose of a playfully dark edge.  Since that doesn’t happen here, this version lagged in what is normally the far stronger first Act.

The show’s famous anthem “Tomorrow” solidifies Annie’s score by Charles Strouse and Martin Charnin as a memorably excellent one.  There are duds, however, notably “A New Deal for Christmas.”  For Annie to be one considered of the greats though, it seems to require a superlative cast.  Sweet has to be balanced with sour.  For a good look at the original cast, I’ve attached the You Tube link to the Annie cast’s Tony Awards performance.  The clip is over ten minutes long and excels in presenting the case for Annie.  From my seat, I’m placing Annie firmly in the very good musical category.  Apparently for theatrical greatness, “It’s A Hard Knock Life.”

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Days to Come (Mint Theater)

Lillian Hellman’s second Broadway play was a one week flop titled Days to Come.  It followed her triumphant The Children’s Hour and was staged prior to oft-revived The Little Foxes.  In his 1936 review for the New York Times, famed critic Brooks Atkinson wrote “it is a bitter play, shot through with hatred and written with considerable heat.”  Noted for presenting lost and forgotten works, this play is getting another look at the Mint Theater Company.

Mr. Atkinson did write that this drama was “elusive” and that is certainly the case.  Days to Come is about the wealthy Rodman family in Callom, Ohio, a small town of Cleveland.  They have owned a brush factory for multiple generations.  The workers have gone on strike and the play begins with the hiring of strikebreakers.  Thugs is a proper description.  The weak leader of the clan is Andrew (Larry Bull) who clearly has marital issues with his frequently disappearing wife Julie (Janie Brookshire).

Much of the play seems centered around family dynamics which include spinster sister Cora, played with appropriate jitters and indignation by Mary Bacon.  She collects and rearranges figurines in between belittling the servants.  The family lawyer and Andrew’s lifelong friend and advisor seems to have a hand in everything.  Naturally the thugs spark some predictable drama and tensions in the town escalate.

On the side of the workers is a Leo Whalen (Roderick Hill) who earnestly advises the strikers who are led by family loyalist Thomas Firth (an excellent Chris Henry Coffey).  Back and forth we journey from the factory strike angle to the broader family drama.  The dialogue seemed forced and not quite natural.  At first I thought the uneven acting might be to blame but the play is thematically unfocused so that could be the inherent problem.  What I loved about Days to Come is that Ms. Hellman does not really take a side for or against the family or the strikers.  Everyone sort of loses here and perhaps that is why Mr. Atkinson called her play “bitter.”  I felt the inconclusive gray area to be most interesting aspect of her writing.  Otherwise, this revival is mildly thought provoking and mediocre.

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