When found, an autopsy report revealed she was pregnant. Who killed her, and why? Or was it suicide? This involved a police investigation, which led to the big house on the hill, and its occupants.
A wife with upturned nose for the impoverished, a husband with political ambitions, a daughter who has to marry someone with values similar to her father; and a son, someone of doubtful character, but has access to riches; in some circles, he is a drunk that wears tuxedos.
THE INSPECTOR CALLS, gives us a glimpse of people, who can entomb their personalities to meet a public belief that belie their true identities.
Is this a thriller? You bet, and well done, especially CHRIS GENEBACH, as the inspector. Even though this play was written in 1945 and first performed in the then Soviet Union, the underlying theme is relevant. For Baltimore, our political and social climates are rife with pretense. Perhaps, Pope Frances’ visit may contribute to the slow evaporation of that, and ensure some personal self examinations.
The Birling family is highlighted in the play, currently running at EVERYMAN Theatre in Baltimore; anyone who has hobnobbed among the who is who, could easily identify a modern day family with similar or even worse problems.
For those of us, who can hire brilliant lawyers, the ultimate outcome is, as always, to prove, “it wasn’t me”. (all photos by Stan Barouh)
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