conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

shakespeare's bawdy

He really is, or at least you would think so after experiencing First Folio's Midsummer Night's Dream. It's a carnival. It's the Great Gatsby. It's American Pie. Oh my was it outlandish and crude and base and generally insulting. I would say it was perfect. I know that I have a huge bias (Trish plays Robin Starveling.), but the audience seemed to agree. When Hermia chases Demetrius through the audience (picnicing politely as they do in the suburbs) and stops to grab a piece of fried chicken, the audience roars. My sources tell me that there is no fourth wall in most of Shakespeare's opera. The audience is usually another character in the play. This can, generally, be assumed. Well, in this production, the players literally jump off the stage and eat your dinner, ask you to conspire with them for the love of another and just watch out for Puck and Oberon. There are no rules. Puck breathes fire and Oberon is a master of disguise!

Rating: PG...for copius penis jokes at Wall's expense. If these stones could speak, indeed. Ha! 'Twas funny! Verily! Hie thee away! Anon, even. Well roared, lion. Well shone, moon. Truly the moon shines with a good grace, but I am partial.

In other news, we are already surprising people in VA. There will be an open bar atthe reception. Horrors! Well, some people find it ill-fitting for a Baptist wedding. Yeah. Oy. That is the culture, though. I hope they get over it enough to enjoy themselves...or, well, the unoffended can just enjoy themselves that much more.

The invitations are mostly addressed. Monday we will send out a batch. Huzzah!

Adieu! Adieu! Adieu!

Exeunt AngloBaptist.

listening barAn English Ladymass - Anonymous 4

Posted by tripp at August 1, 2004 08:35 AM