Noises Off
Thu, 18 Sept 2003, 11:15 pmGreg Ross5 posts in thread
Noises Off
Thu, 18 Sept 2003, 11:15 pmBloody fabulous.
Laughed like a drain
Laughed like a drain
Walter PlingeFri, 19 Sept 2003, 12:51 am
Re: Noises Off
and here i was thinking you'd run off in horror greg! then again, the speed with which the 'bar' closes after the show probably knocked you to the other side of the campus...
we simply must sit down together and 'sample' a 'few' bottles of wine soon.
we simply must sit down together and 'sample' a 'few' bottles of wine soon.
Lisa SkrypFri, 19 Sept 2003, 08:39 am
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Well, I doubt I can add any better superlatives than those already offered, except this:
You know when you laugh so much you make that embarrassing snorty noise through your nose? Never at the theatre have I heard so much of it!
Thanks to cast, crew, design team & director for a wonderful night out!
You know when you laugh so much you make that embarrassing snorty noise through your nose? Never at the theatre have I heard so much of it!
Thanks to cast, crew, design team & director for a wonderful night out!
Walter PlingeFri, 19 Sept 2003, 01:48 pm
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Fantastic.
I laughed so hard I'm still hurting now.
Cheers to all involved.
I laughed so hard I'm still hurting now.
Cheers to all involved.
Walter PlingeMon, 22 Sept 2003, 05:01 pm
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It's probably not worth much to review the last night of a show but alas I couldn't get there any earlier and my faithful comp-generator obviously had other things on its plate. Nonetheless, no-one else seems to have written a serious review of this production, so it falls to me to provide some hopefully useful feedback.
To my mind, it is the sign of accomplishment in an actor if he or she can handle the broad spectrum of roles from the classics to farce to experimental theatre with equal ease. In this instance, there were at least 3 examples of this onstage and no doubt more off.
The play itself has become something of a 'classic' of its genre, although it is not tackled all that often, for obvious reasons. Too many things can go wrong. There is an awful lot to be mastered in this script and those belly-laughs don't just come all by themselves. In this instance though, the combination of hard work and talent paid off.
I liked the idea of the director speaking to the audience at various intervals. It added to the 'play within a play within..' aspect. I also appreciated the two intervals - one to empty the bladder and perhaps recharge it and one to watch the fascinating process of scene-changing, once we had all gotten used to the idea that in this production, all pretence of theatrical convention had been thrown out the window (or one of the many doors).
The last night of a run usually has the set and props starting to show signs of wear & tear and such was the case here. At one point in the third (first) act, I had the feeling that someone may have replaced the cold tea in the whiskey bottle with the real thing as a last-night prank. I dismissed this however when I reminded myself that these were all very experienced actors and there was bound to be a Stanislavskian influence in there somewhere and perhaps that was it (?).
In all I did enjoy the show and would have stayed around for a drink afterwards, except that I had this inexplicable craving for sardines!
Thou dissembling guts-griping canker-blossom!
To my mind, it is the sign of accomplishment in an actor if he or she can handle the broad spectrum of roles from the classics to farce to experimental theatre with equal ease. In this instance, there were at least 3 examples of this onstage and no doubt more off.
The play itself has become something of a 'classic' of its genre, although it is not tackled all that often, for obvious reasons. Too many things can go wrong. There is an awful lot to be mastered in this script and those belly-laughs don't just come all by themselves. In this instance though, the combination of hard work and talent paid off.
I liked the idea of the director speaking to the audience at various intervals. It added to the 'play within a play within..' aspect. I also appreciated the two intervals - one to empty the bladder and perhaps recharge it and one to watch the fascinating process of scene-changing, once we had all gotten used to the idea that in this production, all pretence of theatrical convention had been thrown out the window (or one of the many doors).
The last night of a run usually has the set and props starting to show signs of wear & tear and such was the case here. At one point in the third (first) act, I had the feeling that someone may have replaced the cold tea in the whiskey bottle with the real thing as a last-night prank. I dismissed this however when I reminded myself that these were all very experienced actors and there was bound to be a Stanislavskian influence in there somewhere and perhaps that was it (?).
In all I did enjoy the show and would have stayed around for a drink afterwards, except that I had this inexplicable craving for sardines!
Thou dissembling guts-griping canker-blossom!