I saw Bent at the
Beck Center this past Sunday. It so affected me, I was not able to bring myself to write about it until now. The play is from the 70s, and is about a gay man during World War 2. He is captured by the Nazis and sent on a train to a concentration camp. I cried at intermission. I cried afterwards. I felt really horrible for several days after viewing the show. Death and horror. It also coincided with Pride. It's sad that the subject matter is relevant again. It's a good play, but very difficult.
I am including a link to the Wikipedia article with the whole
plot. I don't usually spoil shows in my write ups, but you need to steel yourself before seeing this one. Bring tissues. And have something cheerful planned for afterwards to soothe your aching heart.
