“Why do you assume you can look at people and they can’t look back?” Godfrey Masauli admonishes his travel companion Benjamin Jordan, who is lamenting that he gets called a white man everywhere he goes in Malawi. Jordan is directing a documentary entitled Ndizotheka (It Is Possible) about travelling to Africa to teach a lucky man […]
This show has led me to realize that “falling” in love is a rather ominous term. It appears that relationships are doomed from the beginning, especially ones that have started off as a coup de feu: too intense to really survive their original spark. It seems like this is the case between Anabel (Julia Lederer) […]
Would someone please explain to me why His Girl Friday is a play? I get adapting plays into movies, and I even get adapting movies into musicals (so long as the songs are original), but a movie into a play? Chances are there’s no improving on the performances in a movie iconic enough to give […]
The Summerworks Festival is my one big regret of the summer, theatre-wise. After a disappointing Fringe, I was really looking forward to the juried, uniquely Torontonian festival. The lineup looked pretty good and I had my press pass all lined up but I simply dropped the ball. I saw only 6 productions over the course […]
I left Ajax – the play at Summerworks, not the place – hardly able to speak, let alone know what to think or feel. The play aims at shocking audiences by providing them with a raw kind of truth that so often does not accompany discussions on sexuality and violence. It attempts to hold up a […]
“I do love nothing in the world so well as you. Is not that strange?” -Benedick to Beatrice (IV.i) The 2012 Stratford season isn’t very good. 80% of the reason I say that is Much Ado About Nothing. There are places to improve Henry V, Charlie Brown, The Matchmaker and so much else, but they […]
Present Laughter isn’t particularly remarkable. It’s a pretty standard Shaw production despite being written by Noel Coward and not George Bernard Shaw (who only wrote two plays slated for the 2012 season, actually). The costumes are pretty, the set is impressive if not interesting and everybody has British accents. Shaw’s Festival Theatre is a typical proscenium arch- […]
In a season where Stratford is struggling a bit, I haven’t seen a bad Shaw production yet. Ragtime is Fantastic (more on that later) and His Girl Friday is pretty good (again, more to come) but it’s French Without Tears that surprised me the most. I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into at […]