Pardon Our French Senior SING!
Senior SING! tackled some of the scariest things known to man: the French.
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Le Senior SING! a été tout simplement magnifique! Des décors époustouflants aux acteurs, c'était plus éclatant que toutes les lumières de la tour Eiffel, et—
Wait, you mean to tell me this review is supposed to be in English? Sacrebleu!
Senior SING!’s performance was like no other. The seniors were so enchanted by the idea of Paris in the spring that they jumped at the opportunity to present it weeks before the equinox. We were, like the mime, speechless. In fact, the entire show had us holding our breath, partially because of the actors’ overwhelming talent and partially because Slate took recreating the aroma of Paris too seriously. We can only pray that Stuyvesant Robotics does not try the same…
The main storyline revolved around a secret invention teased since the beginning of the show. Combining bread and guillotines, two of the most French things we could’ve imagined, the bread guillotine was a cut above the rest. We were shocked once we realized that it wasn’t a real thing—it could have been the best thing since, well…we don’t know! Colette was really cooking (or should we say baking) when she came up with that idea.
Henri-Jean-Jacques-Henrique-Cousteau sure seemed to be in agreement when he was mansplaining women’s rights. By the way, happy Women’s History Month. We forgot to mention that because we were too busy sipping on matcha lattes and studying feminist literature!
M. Ramirez made an appearance, playing an American tourist who spoke better French than any of his students. He left the audience in awe after demonstrating his magnifique prowess over such a magnifique language by pronouncing magnifique foreign words such as “baguette” and “croissant.” With so much French flying around the entire time, it’s a wonder that our writers managed to survive the show before les Français nous ont contaminés.
Of course, we couldn’t forget about the dance crews! The audience was relieved for Eisei, whose back finally got a rest from carrying the class of ‘26’s dance crews for the last three years. Rumor has it that there was supposed to be a third dancer before they were injured by a glowstick thrown by Senior Flow.
As a whole, Senior SING! truly charmed us in the city of love. Between the baguettes and the croissants, they had plenty of bread, but they took the cake and ate it too. We hope that in the future, SING! shows can roll in just as much dough as Senior SING!.