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What you will not
The Fool, in Harlequin’s attire as the central figure of this production of Twelfth Night, probably tells you all you need to know about Belfield’s direction for this staging – vibrant japery and frivolity lacking nuance or subtlety. It’s all colour, exciting visuals, dance, costumes, revelry and clowning about – something between the Venetian Carnival…
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Elizabethan Besties
Who cares if this late-sixteenth-century love farce isn’t the Bard’s finest or most original play when you can simply enjoy pure, unadulterated fun on a pleasant evening at the Globe? Climbing the tower with cushions and a bag of blankets and scarves just in case, I felt as if I was heading to a picnic…
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Laboured Cacophony
It is only early March, but I am fairly sure I have found a contender for worst play of the year already. We almost left at the interval as some of the audience had; the reason we did not is that we the play was unknown to us and wanted to learn what happens. Turns…
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