Last night I went to see the Critically acclaimed play A Raisin in the Sun. It was playing at the Kirk Douglas Theater in Culver City, Los Angeles, California. I absolutely loved it, the cast was Fabulous. This was the first time I had ever seen it, I hadn’t ever seen any of the many other adaptations. So there were no comparisons in my mind. I felt this put me at ease to feel the characters and become lost in the plot of a dreamer wanting more but being held back by the lack of money and mindsets of those that don’t understand his way of thinking.
As it ended I felt incomplete, like I wanted to see the next step once the family moved to Clybourne Park. subsequently I wont be able to catch the next one but if you are in the LA area they have the sequel that was written 50 years later playing at another theatre. Clybourne Park is suppose to be the reaction of all the Caucasian neighbors to the first Black family moving into their neighborhood.
If you ever have an opportunity to watch it. Make the effort, totally worth it.