What a chilly evening! Havre de Grace is all aglow! Don’t it feel like it might snow? Such a merry season! Don’tcha love it so? Merry Christmas, dearie— time to go! To Tidewater Players’ production of A Christmas Carol. Yes, it’s mid-November, and yes Thanksgiving is still two weeks away, but gosh darn it in the infamous words of Auntie Mame (yes, yes, different show, I know) “…we need a little Christmas!
God bless us, everyone! In case you hadn’t guessed, the next merry member of Tidewater Players A Christmas Carol is the youngest of the Cratchit children…little Tiny Tim!
Thanks for coming out and sitting here with me! Can you tell me your name?
Elliot Lookingland: I’m Elliot Lookingland.
And who are you playing in this show?
Elliot: Tiny Tim!
And this is your first theatre show ever?
I’m reviewing— the situation! Or as the case may be— the production! Of Oliver! at Tidewater Players this spring. And it is not your grandma’s Oliver! which is arguably one of the best things that can be said for a production of this show, as so many people write it off as either a children’s show or Annie with boys. This production is neither of those things and I’ll raise all the flagons of ale in the tavern in a grateful cheer to that!