Karole Langlois divulges her romantic foibles and triumphs amid the flirtatious energy behind the scenes at the Rhino, the world's longest-running queer theater. Langlois, who plays herself, takes us along on her quest to be more desirable -- or, as she puts it, "fuckable" -- resulting in a personal piece that reads like diary entries twisted into lengthy stand-up comedy. The first half of the show, originally a stand-alone one-act, introduces various sexually energetic women representing comical parts of Langlois' recent past. The second half is literally the result of the first: Each actor sheds her role and portrays herself, revealing just how intimate Langlois and her co-stars became while performing the first act a season ago. Fully clothed sexploits, rife with unabashed necking and groping, feature the self-deprecatingly funny star entangled with gals who are confident and comfortable with their lives and their bodies, even when depicting themselves onstage. Toy joy, tequila shots, and playful teasing contribute to a refreshing view of the lesbian libido bereft of confusion or tragedy. The playwright admits that Ride can be likened to a personal ad -- a long, horny, somewhat scattered ad. But even as she melts in the heat of this cast's impressive chemistry, the jocular leading lady is likable enough to pull it off.
