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If I had a time machine, or a past viewer, I would use it to go back and see Patrick Hamilton's Angel Street at the John Golden Theatre in New York in 1941. Opening night, and then closing night, because there might have been some fun closing-night tricks. When my dad played Inspector Rough in a summer-stock production of the play, the stagehands substituted a dead fish for the brooch that is rather climactically found in a locked drawer. I'd like to have seen what he made of that. In fact, I think I'd use my time machine to go back and see all the plays my dad was in. Then I'd go see Angel Street on Broadway. And everything Alfred Drake was ever in. And Mary Martin. And all the musicals I grew up listening to the original Broadway cast albums of. And then I'd get started on Shakespeare.

I don't have a time machine or a past viewer, but I have a video of the 1940 film Gaslight. Which is the next best thing. I just reread the play, and now can watch the movie. Thanks,