What a wonderful play. Rich and I saw The Crucible at the Old Vic on July 14 (I think). We had unbelievable seats - dress circle, first row, smack in the middle. I had no idea what to expect, and was disappointed, at first, when I read on the side of the theater that it was in the round. I hate theater in the round. Usually I get distracted very easily - slight attention span problem there - and, I end up worrying about the actors or if they're going to fall or trip over someone's big feet.
(Actually, in this play, one had to be concerned about the sighing women in the audience with RA in the lead. One very funny bit - when he removes his shirt to wash up - there was a drastic intake of breath causing a severe loss of breathable oxygen in the room!)
Enough about all that! The play was wonderful, from the very first moment with the eeriness of Tituba's silent (nearly silent) walk around the stage. Richard was really magnificent. Even my husband, who had fallen fast asleep last year when we visited London and saw Perfect Nonsense, was captivated by the play, especially the second half which is magnificent. The girls - oh, you just want to slap the lot of them - but, when they begin chanting in unison, it is incredibly creepy.
All of the actors were equally wonderful, with two standouts. Richard, of course, and also Jack Ellis (I think that's his name - I was much too cheap to buy a program). He played Deputy Governor Danforth, another person deserving a slap on the face.
The only thing that bothered me was RA's voice. Normally it's such a soothing sound, but he sounded very hoarse here - and no wonder. We saw the matinee show and then they did it all again for the evening show two hours after we left the theater. Actors are wonderful. How they can project such emotion, such heart wrenching tragedy, night after night, is amazing to me.
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