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Much Ado...
Jan. 24th, 2004 12:13 pmShakespeare's hard, isn't it?
Went to see an outdoor performance of Much Ado About Nothing last night at the Collingwood Children's Farm. It was fun, in a strictly amateur dramatics way.
But the big problem with Shakespeare, especially the comedies, is Shakespeare.
There's four hundred years of linguistic change between the audience and the words. And you hear every one of them in the forced laughter at yet another incomprehensible pun. Mightier thespians than the Fenestra Theatre Productions have challenged that vast chasm, and failed.
Still... A night outdoors, with the donkeys and the farmhouses and the peacock poo.
We even came home inspired with the rather romantic notion that we should hold the occasional play reading at our house. The notion was quickly killed when A* discovered I read Shakespeare like a nancy.
Went to see an outdoor performance of Much Ado About Nothing last night at the Collingwood Children's Farm. It was fun, in a strictly amateur dramatics way.
But the big problem with Shakespeare, especially the comedies, is Shakespeare.
There's four hundred years of linguistic change between the audience and the words. And you hear every one of them in the forced laughter at yet another incomprehensible pun. Mightier thespians than the Fenestra Theatre Productions have challenged that vast chasm, and failed.
Still... A night outdoors, with the donkeys and the farmhouses and the peacock poo.
We even came home inspired with the rather romantic notion that we should hold the occasional play reading at our house. The notion was quickly killed when A* discovered I read Shakespeare like a nancy.
