The Prisoner of Second Avenue

After a scrump­tious Jamaican burger (mango and gin­ger rel­ish included) from the Gourmet Burger Kitchen near Covent Gar­den, Jo, Jo’s Aunt and Uncle, Sam and I headed to the Vaude­ville the­atre for the recently opened, “Pris­oner of Sec­ond Avenue”.

We didn’t really know much about the play before decid­ing to go and see it, or even before we walked in. A black com­edy star­ring Jeff Gold­blum was enough to sway me and Jo, and Sam reluc­tantly came along for the ride – though she was glad she did. The play also starred the excel­lent Mer­cedes Ruehl, and was orig­i­nally writ­ten by Neil Simon. There’s a Jack Lem­mon film as well.

Before going in we were accosted by video inter­view­ing hip­sters from some new media com­pany, they couldn’t have done their job that well because I can’t for the life of me remem­ber the name of their web­site. But Jo’s Uncle kindly put down a comic inter­view for them.

With sec­ond row, royal cir­cle seats we had a per­fect view. And in a very hot, humid the­atre, the play opened to a stuffy July night in New York, with Mel moan­ing about the heat…

Syn­op­sis

Mel Edi­son (Jeff Gold­blum) can’t sleep. In the heat of a New York City sum­mer his air-conditioning has bro­ken, his neigh­bours won’t shut-up, his job is hang­ing by a thread and there are a gang of bur­glars on the prowl. As things go from bad to worse, Mel heads for a melt­down and his loyal wife Edna (Mer­cedes Ruehl) is left to pick up the pieces.

I might add to that syn­op­sis, it’s also hilar­i­ous. Because just read­ing that you might feel a lit­tle depressed, or end up hav­ing a ner­vous break­down or some­thing. Then you’d have to fork out for doctor’s fees.

Both char­ac­ters were per­fectly cast and once again the Old Vic has not dis­ap­pointed. We can’t rec­om­mend enough that you go and see this, and indeed the major­ity of plays the Old Vic puts on.