If anyone would care to enlighten me I think I would be very grateful... I think probably being the right word.
Well I'm mainly blogging as I would like to put my review out and my actual review is yet to be published, it will probably appear next week, but I thought I would write a more biographical account as well.
I'm doing this mainly because it is deadline day and I have now finished all my pages and stories for this week, so if I look busy I won't have to help sub or help at all.
My brow is furrowed in an expression of faultless mock concern, as I type I turn my head slightly to the side and suddenly lift an eye-brow as if something has suddenly caught my attention!
A review/tale of the drive to Guildford!
When I first heard that Guildford Shakespeare Company were putting on an open-air production of Much Ado About Nothing, my heart soared as, Shakespeare and the promise of open-air theatre are some of my favourite things.
However when on Monday, June 20 did I arrive at work in the pouring rain and thought about driving all the way to Guildford in rush-hour with a dodgy window that lets in rain did my mood sink.
So as I grumbled off to Guildford with a box of cherries and an inappropriately waterproof(less) coat in hand I thought, “I'm not going to enjoy this.”
In the car I managed to get lost three times and almost ran over a small man, might have been a child?
The ran was so ferocious I could barely see.
But eventually I got there.
Guildford castle is spectacularly placed in the centre of the town, just off the high street, if I was perhaps not so refined as I clearly am, then I might have been forgiven for traipsing into the rather large Debenhams store that is but a stones throw away and announcing that the Georgians were certainly a stylish lot.
But I didn't, I wondered through the beautiful stone walls, the grounds of the castle are simply stunning, it almost felt like I had come across some kind of secret place.
Under an archway I went and through the flower beds, careful not to tread on anything.
I then walked up another path to see an exquisite band stand with flowers, bales of hay and fairy lights all adorning it.
There was candy floss for sale, as well as a coconut shy, all very atmospheric.
So much so, I almost forgot about the rain and I headed over to a small group of chairs that were looking very soggy.
They surrounded the band stand and a shed acted as a box office.
The puddle on the seats did not look so welcoming but I was thrown a towel by another damp theatre lover, I wiped the seat and took my place.
Much Ado About Nothing is not a play I have ever seen or studied previously so apart from my brief research I was going in knowing not a lot.
This was the extent of my knowledge, it was a comedy about what Shakespeare knows best, the human condition and love.
The play is full of naturally light-hearted comedic lines, but these were enhanced by great and realistic performances.
At one stage the feisty character, Beatrice over hears a conversation regarding Benedick and his affections, as she creeps through the audience she is almost seen until she darts onto an audience members lap.
These small inclusions of the audience were perfectly balanced without anyone feeling uncomfortable.
Hero, played by Ellie Beaven was beautiful and simplistic, but showed real emotion making the scene of her slander believable and touching.
Borachio (Rhys King), who has a hand in the dastardly undoing of Hero was also exceptional, even though his part was small, so much so he also played Friar Francis, his conviction and temper was incredibly powerful and I found I wanted to see more of him.
The enchanting setting of the grounds was also captivating and added to the impact of the performances.
So much so I completely forgot about the rain and then by the time I got back into the car I was completely sodden and had to remove my leggings, driving back bare legged.
An unusual but fantastic way to enjoy a Monday night!
Hey, you know I always read it! And yet I happen to know that a certain little lady still hasn't watched the documentary that I risked my very life to make. *sigh* nevermind.
ReplyDeleteI wish you would write here more. And I'd be more than happy to help you make it 'more fancy', although mine could hardly be described as pretty.