nights out: a behanding in spokane

while i don’t actually have a bucket list yet, like most people i’ve thought about the things i’d like to see or do before i die.  one of those things is meeting christopher walken.  earlier this week, april helped me get one step closer to realizing that dream when she took me to see a behanding in spokane. walken plays mr. carmichael, an odd (to say the least) fellow who has been searching for his missing left hand for 47 years (yeah, that sounds about right…).  he meets toby and toby’s gf marilyn, ditzy drug dealers with a hand to sell, and takes them to a dingy hotel, with a nosey “receptionist guy” (played by sam rockwell), where hilarity ensues.  carmichael engages in conversations with the supporting cast about such inane topics as shoes and monkeys, delivering some classic lines in his trademark style.  perhaps the best of these wonderfully ridiculous rants occurs when carmichael’s mother calls him on the phone to tell him she fell out of a tree and broke her ankles while trying to free a balloon, to which carmichael responds “that’s the most fucking insane thing i’ve ever heard”.  you have to love the incongruity of christopher walken saying that about anything.  

so, i didn’t get to meet christopher walken, but i did get to bask in his glory for 90 minutes from 5 rows away.  that’ll do for now.  

playing at the gerald schoenfeld theatre through june 6th, w 45th btw 8 ave and broadway.