World premier run of Athol Fugard's new play at the theatre that bears his name in Cape Town. Part autobiography, part meta-theatre, and not much bird-watching (thankfully). Excellent performances by the cast of three. Dorothy Ann Gould's Clytemnestra extract was great. The reviews I've read have been luke warm about the play, but I rather enjoyed in it. Two acts and thirty years between them. I wonder if Sean Taylor's Garth is to Fugard as Prospero to Shakespeare? But that might be fanciful. Worth the money. Do go.
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Showing posts with label The Bird-Watchers. Show all posts
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Saturday, 21 May 2011
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