I remember watching this movie as a child and really loving it and it’s no less wonderful on stage, even if Morgan Freeman isn’t talking in that voice of his. You’ve got a cranky old rich woman and her more patient than Job chauffeur in the Deep South back in the day. Despite her curmudgeonly old self, her driver loves her (in a totally friend sort of way) and puts up with her racism and general ugliness. At least, that’s how I remember it. Go see the play at Onstage Atlanta and tell me if I have remembered it incorrectly. I was wrong once, in 1991.
Price: $12-$20
