Define Catnap.
[1] (noun) A brief, light sleep, i.e., To take a catnap;
[2] (verb)To kidnap a cat;
[3] (verb) What some people do when while watching the musical, Cats.
Now that the Philippine run of Cats, the musical is long over, I can confess in the open. I fell asleep when I watched the show with my ex-girlfriend on August 15. To be fair I did not sleep through the entire show, only mostly over the first part.
I guess ’twas just me… and perhaps a few other people who were honest enough to admit that they, too, fell asleep while watching the show. I can say with a good deal of certainty that I heard some people snoring (apart from myself) near where I was seated. And mind you I wasn’t in the bleachers. My ex-girlfriend and I paid good money to get the best seat available when we made our reservation. We were like on the 11th or 12th row from the stage and just slightly left of center.
So why did I sleep when I was supposed to be enjoying every single moment of that highly acclaimed and very expensive musical? No I wasn’t fatigued going to the show. I might have even overslept the night before.
I think it was the dark, dreary set – which reminded me of Gotham City – and the monotonous beat of the music. I think the idea of talking and dancing cats also failed to tickle my imagination.
If you come to think of it I really can’t say that I did not enjoy Cats at all. A good nap was hard to come by for me those days, and the temperature inside the CCP Theater made for a pleasant nap — a catnap to be precise about it and, yes, pun intended. So I guess you can say I enjoyed Cats after all.
And what about Lea? As expected, Lea belted some really powerful vocals. But I must say that her role was an ill fit for her. She appeared very awkward in it. And I mean that as a compliment to her. I simply couldn’t – still can’t – get myself to imagine Lea as a very old lady, an old lady cat notwithstanding. After all, she’s just about my age.
In the end, almost everybody in the audience gave a standing ovation. “Bravo! Bravo!” boomed in every corner of CCP Theater for almost five minutes. I guess everybody needed to convince himself/herself that the show was worth it. I couldn’t muster enough energy to stand up and clap away. The spirit was willing, but I had to yawn first.
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