While I have been a fan of Oscar Wilde for many years, I somehow have never read anything written by him. I mostly knew him through his endless quips and interesting life. Did you know he liked to box, deplored outdoor sports, and once drank a crew of American miners under the table? Not to mention his own brand of sass. Since I really admire the man, it's a shame I haven't read his works sooner.

This specific play is silly in all the right ways: mistaken identities, impossible coincidences, endless quips, and, frankly, very odd people. There are several points where you have to suspend your disbelief pretty hard, but really, I was too amused to even care. It's all so delightfully absurd that it's very easy to get swept up in what's going on.

Reading this play definitely makes me want to go out and read everything Wilde has written, as if that were ever in question.