Call us crazy but we got the wild hair to attend the dinner theater featuring a Murder Mystery. The evening promised some interesting entertainment plus an above average meal (including wines). The cast was drawn from the regular production company (explaining scheduling concurrently with the magician show).

A simple story involving two Bosses wanting to combine their “ownership” of the New York [Two Ton Teddie] and New Jersey [Louie the Lizard] ports (Go back in time and suspend your beliefs – trust me) complete with the grasping wife Dottie, the blond and clueless girlfriend of 15 years (sorry about that Mary, but Sally was blond in the extreme), Eddie the conniving and triple crossing accountant. Toss in an undercover FBI agent and there you go.

The costuming was great, the actors a bit over the top. Since they weren’t mic’d there was a bit more screeching and many portions proved to be difficult to hear. Now if I could have taken the tommy gun to a couple at our table the evening would have been complete.

If you haven’t been to one of these – they seem to be of two different types. The first pulls the audience into the play. The second allows a few questions of the characters here and there, but audience participation is really limited to voting on the guilty party. I mention this because the idiots at our table spent 10 minutes first figuring out “who was shot behind the curtain” and secondly counting the ballets and wanting to know how each and every person voted.

Hello? Like it matters? Like I can hear anything over your drunken dialog? Now the reason I am irritated beyond the normal is as follows: we have ballots in front of us listing five of the six players as suspects. Is it unreasonable to assume that the dude not on the list is the dead one?

Anyway – the wife did it…..