The Pigeon in the Taj Mahal A Modern Fairytale (Irish Repertory Theatre) by Laoisa Sexton

Set in The Taj Mahal Trailer Park in Ireland, this lovely, quirky, funny-as-hell story gives a glimpse into the odd, odd world of Eddie the Pigeon (an absolutely fabulous John Keating).  A man adrift in middle age, unmoored by the death of his beloved mother and without the tools, or the will, to live in modernity Eddie is a sort of sappy, yet savvy philosopher.

Crashing into Eddie’s skewed reality, Lolly, an aging millennial bride-to-be upsets the apple cart of Pigeon’s routine.  Pigeon finds Lolly (who is also the play’s author Laoisa Sexton) unconscious in the woods outside his door and, a throwback to Prince Charming, carries her to his ‘castle’.  There he ministers to her wounds and, as though she was responding, converses with her.

When Lolly returns to the land-of-the-living she if freaked out, speaks in techo and hashtags and the fact that she doesn’t know where she is or how she got there make for laugh-out-loud highjinks within the tiny confines of Pigeon’s camper trailer.

Through some minor miracle of modern technology, Lolly’s Aunty Rosie (Zoe Watkins in a stellar and hysterical turn) shows up while letting her mode of transportation to the trailer leave.

What ensues is a ribald, riotous, insanely funny bachelorette party/bacchanal and these three characters play off of each other with perfect pitch and timing.

It is very difficult to categorize The Pigeon in The Taj Mahal.  It is very easy to suggest that you run, not walk, to see it.