Monday, August 16, 2010

I'm just back in my office from watching the end of a run of Act I. We're in the middle of tech. It's a blustery day outside, chilly; tourists on the street are in jackets today--but inside the theater the fans onstage turn slowly. The Duke, in dilemma, dribbles cool water down his neck, and the lights are kept dim against the heat. The women wear nothing but their slips. Just saying. O delicious southern Bard.

1 comment:

  1. Whoa! I can't wait to see this production. I saw a rehearsal the other day and was struck by how perfectly the southern vernacular of Savannah fits the Vienna of Shakespeare's play.

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