Have you ever felt like someone was making fun of you? Like, every subtle joke and gibe was directed at you?
But, hey, they couldn’t be talking about you? Or, maybe they were, but that’s OK—because it was totally true. And it was kind of funny.
That’s how I felt at many points in Women Laughing Alone at Salad, Woolly Mammoth Theater’s latest play.
The satirical play begins with three women, eating salad and laughing hysterically—then follows each one through her own personal issues with men, weight, and the aging process.
The play pokes fun of marketing—specifically the ridiculous marketing targeted at women and their insecurities. You know, why do those skinny women look so damn happy eating salads and yogurt? What is with those beauty cream commercials.
They make fun of brunch. They make fun of girls who love brunch, but order a salad. They make jokes out of the ridiculous things men say and do to women—comments on our weight, requests for ménage e trois, and all those terrible pick-up lines you receive when you head to a nightclub.
At times, I was deeply uncomfortable—saddened by this extravagant and humorous but simultaneous brutally honest portrayal of the modern woman. But, then I was laughing, and strengthened by the satire and the laughter.
Because at the root of this play, it’s about the modern woman—her strengths, her weaknesses, and her ability to persevere through laughter and a healthy dose of self awareness.
That makes sense, because this play was written by a women, Sheila Callaghan, and is part of the Women’s Voices Theater Festival, highlighting more than 50 playwrights across the city in September and October.
Because you know what? Sometimes it’s really hard to be a modern woman—but it’s also really awesome.
Women Laughing Alone at Salad runs at Woolly through October 4. I strongly suggest if you have any free time you get there this weekend.
Woolly Mammoth Theatre
641 D St. N.W.