Love is funny. Love is trickery. Love is…smelly? It’s certainly a merry-go-round of misplaced desires and hidden agendas in Constance Congdon’s fresh and hilarious new take on Molière’s skewering of a health care crisis from an entirely different century. To quell his growing pile of medical bills, Monsieur Argan, a chronic hypochondriac, will go to any length to marry his daughter off to a doctor. Of course, his daughter has other ideas. A narcotic cocktail of romantic triangles, double entendres and mistaken identities ensues, promising to leave you gasping, giggling and possibly…in stitches.
Portland Center Stage
Gerding Theater at the Armory
The Imaginary Invalid Trailer2 from Portland Center Stage on Vimeo.
It was a grand day. We had lunch with our dear friends from Montana visiting their daughter here in Portland. Other guests were long time mutual friends. After a delicious lunch prepared by Julie, who is a trained chef and restaurant owner, we all headed down town Portland to see this wickedly funny play. It was a hoot. Afterward Polly and I stayed down town and went to Faneul Restaurant for Happy Hour. Polly had eaten there several times before when the French chef was still there and loved the food. Today, it was less than we expected. It was as if everything we had had just a little something that wasn't quite right. Flavors that just didn't quite work. The place she had wanted to go (50 Plates) was closed for a private party.