- Yes, some of the performers do play instruments.
- It's 90 minutes long, sans intermission, with chunks cut out. Doyle always thinks he knows better than geniuses how to present their work. If you don't know the show, you might want to read a synopsis before you go.
- That being said, it is a pretty enjoyable production.
- The poster is completely wrong for the production's mood.
- I loved Doyle's scenic design, except for the parts that got in the performers' way and risked knocking them unconscious.
- Doyle has Ellen Burstein sit for a really, really long time on an uncomfortable trunk (her feet don't even reach the ground) before she actually says anything, much as he had George Takei in Pacific Overtures sit on a uncomfortable chair (you could see him swaying) for a really, really long time before he said anything. In both cases, it was quite distracting.
- Burstein has never worked for me in anything other than contemporary pieces. There is something about her voice that is thin, flat, and modern. Her "seven ages of man" speech is unimpressive. On the other hand, she excels with one liners, dismissive hand gestures, and wry looks.
- A few of the performers are so busy showing how fast they can speak Shakespeare's language that they forget to be intelligible. It's particularly a problem when their backs are to us, which happens with some regularity. It's not a speed contest, folks. Enunciate!
- It's always a treat to see Bob Stillman do his thing at the piano.
- Hannah Cabell should be a star. She is always excellent and quite likable. It turns out that she has a lovely singing voice as well. Cabell makes an amazing and entertaining Rosalind.
- Yeah, do go see this.
Wendy Caster
(2nd row on the side, behind a couple who kept talking, the female of whom gave me the finger when I shushed her despite the fact she was likely annoying the performers as well as me. Tdf ticket.)
Burstyn can work in a certain kind of period piece -- like PICNIC, which she did on Broadway in 2012 (and was one of the best parts of a woebegone production). But Shakespeare? Pass.
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