A scandalous, gossipy, breezy satire, Cable Harbor follows the antics of a familiar cast of characters through one sizzling summer in a small resort town in Maine. We meet Marie, a rich middle-aged divorcee hell-bent on getting even with her ex; Arthur and Herbert, Cable Harbor's resident gay couple and the happiest marriage in town; Marjorie, wife of the local caterer and an ardent crusader against the corrupt summer people; and Laura, in her twenties and recently fired from a New York publishing house. Some are bored, some are lonely. But the vacationers at Cable Harbor know that though money can't always buy love, it can certainly make misery more enjoyable. Cavorting at the beach club, sipping vodka and lemonade...the idle rich wile away the days...until the townies, disgusted with the summer folk's indolent ways, declare open warfare. Donald Bowie's bristling wit captures the craziness that overcomes us all in the summertime. Cable Harbor will strike a familiar chord in anyone who has ever packed a bag for the beach in search of warm days and warmer nights.
A scandalous, gossipy, breezy satire, Cable Harbor follows the antics of a familiar cast of characters through one sizzling summer in a small resort town in Maine. We meet Marie, a rich middle-aged divorcee hell-bent on getting even with her ex; Arthur and Herbert, Cable Harbor's resident gay couple and the happiest marriage in town; Marjorie, wife of the local caterer and an ardent crusader against the corrupt summer people; and Laura, in her twenties and recently fired from a New York publishing house. Some are bored, some are lonely. But the vacationers at Cable Harbor know that though money can't always buy love, it can certainly make misery more enjoyable. Cavorting at the beach club, sipping vodka and lemonade...the idle rich wile away the days...until the townies, disgusted with the summer folk's indolent ways, declare open warfare. Donald Bowie's bristling wit captures the craziness that overcomes us all in the summertime. Cable Harbor will strike a familiar chord in anyone who has ever packed a bag for the beach in search of warm days and warmer nights.
