What a way to spend sunday: wake at noon to a delicious breakfast made by Director Boy. The new edition of Vogue to peruse. We made a Gingerbread house, and at 4:00pm treated to some open air Shakespeare in the rookery on Streatham Common.
I am ashamed to say we left at the interval. The second show this year I have walked out of. My defense to the first is that I was drunk. My defense to the second, that I still have both sanity and integrity. I am appalled to say that it was the worse production I have seen this year!! So bad that I am prepared to retract my previous opinions, and announce to the world that 'Beauty and the Beast' was amazing* and that Northern Broadsides are the best Shakespeare company that could ever tread the boards**.
I have no more to say on the subject.
Only that to emphasise how bad it was, it was Director Boy who decided we should leave.
* It was not.
** It most certainly isn't!
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3 comments:
i thought you argued it was a chocolate cookie house...
I like Northern Broadsides!
I think outdoor Shakespeare is often a recipe for diaster - the worst production I have ever seen was an outdoor one of Twelfth Night [so bad that this occurred almost four years ago and I still remember it acutely]. I did stay until the end though. ;-)
About a Kenneth Burke (on Shakespeare):
http://www.parlorpress.com/shakespeare.html
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