I went to see an Ecuadorian production of “The Vagina Monologues” last night. (En Espanol, that’s “Los Monologos de la Vagina”.)
It was funny. It was ribald. It was candid. And the four actresses spoke very quickly and employed lots of slang. I didn’t understand some of it. (Okay, make that lots of it.) But I got the gist.
The crowd in attendance was a mixed bag–mostly young, progressive Ecuadorians. And some gringos, too. There certainly weren’t many machista Ecuadorian men. It was surprising to witness such a frank–and gyno-empowered–production here in Cuenca, where conservative, Catholic, patriarchal sentiments are so pervasive.