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Post by bee on Oct 12, 2024 9:03:48 GMT
This is a play by Sarah Ruhl telling the myth of Orpheus from the perspective of his wife Eurydice.
It's decent, well acted and overall a good production, without really hitting any great heights. The Stone Chorus are probably the most memorable thing about it, their portrayal is rather strange.
Runs for 90 minutes with no interval.
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Post by Talisman on Oct 12, 2024 10:39:19 GMT
This is a play by Sarah Ruhl telling the myth of Orpheus from the perspective of his wife Eurydice. It's decent, well acted and overall a good production, without really hitting any great heights. The Stone Chorus are probably the most memorable thing about it, their portrayal is rather strange. Runs for 90 minutes with no interval. Stones portrayal is always strange!
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Post by lynette on Oct 13, 2024 14:54:58 GMT
Not my most engaging evening but full marks for effort. It seems to me to be a play about grief and loss with a side swipe at dementia in terms of loss of memory. Maybe I’m being a little literal there. It could be made much funnier with more underworld cabaret and then the serious bit would have more weight. I know nothing about the writer but I would say, keep going, I have seen much worse before a writer hits their stride.
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Post by Steve on Nov 2, 2024 18:23:11 GMT
Sarah Ruhl's "Orlando" at Jermyn Street was a laugh riot for me, so funny and witty and well done. Saw this one this afternoon, and I didn't laugh at all, except at Katy Brittain's Little Stone, who is the most marvellous creation, just a face in a cloaked stone costume, her expressive darting eyes throwing judgement here there and everywhere, followed by immediate total disinterest. But this clearly isn't meant to be a comedy, but a reenvisioning of "Orpheus and Eurydice," focusing just on Eurydice. Eve Ponsonby is wonderful as Eurydice, excited about a life with her perma-smiling gormless Orpheus, but then sucked into hell by a blase tricky Welsh Hades, and spending most of the running time being taught to speak again by her loving father, played by a kindly, guilt-ridden Dickon Tyrrell. The actual tone of the piece is less comedy, less adventure, and more existential Samuel Beckett, trying to while away the time from one moment to the next, dictated by the Three Wonderful Bored Stones, who reminded me of the Long Dead People in their Graves in Thornton Wilder's "Our Town." It's an atmospheric mood piece, tinged with a gentle sad humour, as the Stones seem to demand we all just get on with it and be dead already lol. I felt that Katy Brittain's judgemental Mona Lisa staring Stone and Eve Ponsonby's tender relationship with her dead father, also in Hades, were the two things that raised this to 3 and a half stars of thoughtful and gently humorous Beckett-style weirdness.
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