Just 
        as in Das Rheingold, the Prologue to this year’s 
        Super skit introduced us to the themes and motifs that were carried through 
        the following three acts; in this case, however, the themes and motifs 
        hit a little closer to home and were infinitely funnier to the captive 
        audience. It began with two backstage personnel (Jenny Jirousek 
        and Andrew Korniej) bickering over the status of an umbrella, 
        asking that profound question, “Is it a prop or is it a costume?” 
        The familiar operatic in-fighting was disrupted by Katherine Brazaitis, 
        note-perfect with her headset-wearing, harried Stage Manager. 
         
        From there we were taken to a kindergarten where bratty children--Susan 
        Anderson (adorable in pigtails), Marcel Delgado 
        and Grove Wiley--demanded to hear scary stories of the 
        opera.  And 
        what could be scarier than the fate of SFO Super Captains? When asked 
        to define a Super the kids’ responses got roars of approval: (Supers) 
        stand on stage a long time, (Supers) get replaced by stagehands and ballet 
        dancers, (Supers) take pictures of principals, etc. etc. All three managed 
        to let their Inner Child run rampant and almost caused a riot with their 
        screams of horror whenever a certain Southern California city was mentioned! 
         
        Act One was brought to an abrupt halt by the first fire alarm of the evening; 
        we were then led on to the executive offices of SFO where Mike 
        Harvey and Mimi Timberlake   
        began auditions for a new Super Captain. Priscilla Lore 
        looked like Eve Arden and sounded like Judy Holliday as a timid secretary 
        bringing on a cast of backstage personnel interviewing for the-less-than-desirable 
        position. 
         
        First up was the disinterested stage manager (Katherine) 
        who exited cuing the Lighting Director. There was a roar of recognition 
        as  Paul 
        Newman led on a blinded, olfactory-sensitive Michael 
        Strickland in a brilliant pastiche of the somber entrance of 
        Don Carlos’ Grand Inquisitor. Next up was an inspired Prompter 
        in a Box (Bruce McNaughton) quietly cueing the executives 
        and himself.  
        A ditsy, umbrella-hurling Props Manager (Jenny) preceded 
        an arch Wardrobe Person (Andrew playing Jenny Green) 
        who walked offstage taking a well-timed cell phone call from Placido Domingo. 
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        final, unsuspecting interviewee was Lisa Lorea, brilliantly 
        revealing herself in a Doris Day moment, with “My name is Carrie, 
        Carrie Murphy,”  as 
        she slipped off her eyeglasses and virtually undid her bun and let her 
        hair fall down around her shoulders. Lisa did a charming and rather accurate 
        impersonation of Carrie, who seemed to be laughing louder than anyone 
        else in the audience. 
         
        Another fire alarm cut Act Two "short" but we were soon attending 
        one of those Opera Company morale-boosting parties to introduce the new 
        Super Captain. Katherine Brazaitis  did 
        an excellent Pamela R. with sloooow, deliberate diction, interspersed 
        with Teutonisms like “Oper-Schmutz”, which already seems to 
        have entered the Super lexicon. "Pamela" was followed onstage 
        by Darcy Fink, as a development department person, panhandling 
        spare change for the Opera. For those who attended any of last year’s 
        Opening Night parties, Katherine’s string of words beginning with 
        “super” (but never ending in “numerary”) would 
        strike a chord, as would her readiness to be distracted by the demands 
        of her dramaturg. 
         
        The climactic scene of Fedora transported us into new Super Captain 
        Carrie’s worst nightmare; The Night of the Living Dead Supers.  Carrie 
        cheerfully took up her new duties only to become faced with the frightening 
        reality of dealing with demanding Supers as eight zombies,  all 
        carrying umbrellas, sleep-walked through the audience to a chorus of “Carrie… 
        Carrie” and surrounded her onstage. Screaming “STOP!” 
        Lisa burst through the zombies, and for the riotous finale 
        had four new Production Super Captains (Nancy, Charlie, 
        Larry and Bruce) lead the whining mass 
        back through the  audience 
        like the Gods on their entry into Valhalla! 
        The skit was consistently hilarious with its up-to-the-minute seasonal 
        references such as the Don Carlos fire alarms, “changing” 
        production values and, of course, the ubiquitous Fedoras. The cast was 
        both well-rehearsed and improvisational and the range of characters cleverly 
        drawn.  
         
        After group bows author, director and narrator Charlie Lichtman 
        was deservedly called back onstage by Stephanie Salter 
        to take a solo one and received the first standing ovation of the evening. 
         
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