What does a Man want: A stage play

16 May 2021

Hi Folks,

So because I have become so rusty with tracking the best of times across Lagos and west Africa, I had to pull this great gist from my very good friend Joseph Edgar a.k.a Duke of Shomolu. Enjoy his story in his words:

“Still smarting from a stupid fight with a bald headed denizen, I drive myself to the Mike Adenuga Centre to preview yet another Play- what does a Man want


It was Efe the costumier of Aremu and also an Actress in Emotan who invited me. She was playing Lead.


The Mike Adenuga Centre is a modern Hall but small and can’t take the 100 Man cast of Aremu and Awo combined but it was a beautiful setting for a Play that attracted a sweet millennial crowd.


The plot was simple and till I left, it was a two woman Play. The set was modern and neat and sound was perfect. The lighting was professional and the script was good.


Efe took the stage immediately she entered seizing the momentum from her senior wife who came out slow


But as the play progressed Morenike the senior wife grabbed it back from Efe who wallowing in over confidence lost her pace momentarily.


The story didn’t seat well with me coming out as obvious. It’s the same story of a man with an appetite for women and the struggles of the wives. I doubt if feminists will give a pass mark to this script


But the struggles of the women were graphically thrown at the audience.


I loved Efe’s interaction with the audience. She intermittently pulled them into the conversation and they loved her.

Her maturity showed as she preened and danced across the stage showing some very hot sexy body with a tantalizing peak of her breast showing just enough to suggest a hint of more trouble for the first wife when hubby gets Home.


More loneliness for Morenike, the first wife who by now had started looking like most first wives


Despite the predictability of the story, the two actresses found their rhythm bouncing off each other’s energies and giving us moments of laughter and pain


I loved Efe when she told us her story. Her tears and broken voice came out authentic eliciting sympathy from the audience.


I enjoyed myself as the play didn’t give me too much to worry myself about. It was lithe, free flowing and flexible.


Just the kind of thing you would need on a rainy Saturday evening


Well done guys!”

Remember to make someone smile today, wherever: whenever.


Ilupeju B