Money: The Game Show

And so to the theatre. Sadly there are no re-enactors at the Royal Armouries to entertain me this weekend. So it was nose to the grindstone yesterday (one advantage and/or disadvantage of being self-employed is that one can work all weekend if one so chooses) until a wander round the corner to the West Yorkshire Playhouse in the evening.

I didn't know much about it in advance except that there would be £10,000 in cash on stage and the audience would be divided in two by a empty file of chairs. In the event the show - a two hander if one discounts the security guards there to protect the props - was very entertaining; albeit about half an hour too long. The game show element was handled well although the tricks performed by the audience were as lame as anything I have ever seen. One chap impersonated a baby and another didn't drop a ruler; still if showbiz is in one's blood then one must respond to the smell of the greasepaint and the roar of the crowd etc.

I'm not sure that the economics and financial theory were that accurate, but given that they illustrated the great crisis of capitalism by blowing bubbles and bursting balloons then perhaps that's not too surprising. Anyway, in short, the game bits were better than the didactic elements and the last stretch was somewhat self-indulgent (read - boring).