Saturday, August 21, 2010

There to meet with Macbeth

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace, from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
told by and idiot, full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing.


Famous words from Macbeth. Interesting to see a character who behave in such villainous ways say some of the most moving and human words in Shakespeare. And interesting to see them said at the end of the play instead of in their usual spot after Lady Macbeth's death.
Joel Sass, ladies and gentlemen. What a visionary director! He's the same man who created that stunning Pericles from a couple years ago, which I don't think I'll forget as long as I live. I'm not liable to forget this Macbeth either. Wow. Just wow. One of the production interns said it was basically a modern interpretation, but set in a nightmare about the English Blitzkrieg. That's not a bad description. It really was nightmarish. The Wyrd Sisters were completely terrifying and fantastic. Also, they didn't have faces.
This is what I want to do when I grow up.
Completely strong cast. Eerie and amazing design on costumes, music, props, and SET. Visually and auditorially entrancing, all of it. And the gods created a perfect night for it: Rolling mist and swirling winds that picked up at uncannily appropriate moments.
THEATER.

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