ONLY YOU
It doesn’t get any deeper than that.
Best of Chicago voting is live now. Vote for your favorites »
A waiter who’s also waiting for love and/or marriage, Leo is a nervous nebbish whose idea of courtship is to blurt out, “If I were a multiple amputee, would you love me?” When this self-conscious twit is not sticking a foot down his alimentary canal, he’s listening to the voice of God–Who, according to Mason, serves as a kind of Playboy adviser to the sexually stupid.
Before Mason pulls the plug on this silliness–through a preposterous deus ex machina resolution–Leo has slept with Miriam, Eddie with Heather, Heather with Bo, Bo with Miriam, and Leo with Heather. (Why Miriam and Eddie don’t sleep together remains one of life’s imponderables.) In the end, Eddie–our odd man out–decides to enter a monastery. Anything for a laff.
In the production’s best performance–comparatively–David Williams manages to ground Eddie’s compassionate matchmaking in a real guy, but he can’t overcome the fact that Eddie is only a clumsy go-between and confidant. Joe Carrig, aping Dustin Hoffman’s idiot savant in Rain Man, grabs the most laughs as Bo, the humorlessly hypochondriachal dweeb. But in a second-act exchange with Thomas, Carrig came perilously close to cracking up out of character, always a sign of sloppy lack of direction.
