
Mortal Coils by
Aldous Huxley deals with a wealthy, bored and inconsiderate husband, "taking care" of his very sick, disfigured wife, with the help of a wrongly accused, pain in the ass, nurse. A story of unrequited love, turned poisonous, both literally and figuratively, the play deals with redemption, damnation and a methodology for converting one into the other. It also features an 18 year old
nymphet, who, while ignorant and innocent, is angelic in this fable-like setting. A kindly old (58, one year older than me!) doctor is the catalyst that brings this story to its semi-pleasant conclusion. Moral: Don't mess around with
Arsenic! Don't put in in your coffee and beware of older women (36!) who have orgasms when it rains.