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Tuesday, November 27, 2007


Van and I watched the RSC production of King Lear at the New London Theatre. While I had high hopes for Gandalf in this one, I walked out of the theatre slightly disappointed with his performance. Perhaps this was only because Sylvester McCoy's Fool really did outshine Ian McKellen's overwrought Lear.

Van thought the Cordelia (Romola Garai) was shrill and annoying; I only thought she might have had a back problem as she kept stooping in a perverse and certainly unhealthy way.

Shakespeare being what it is, there were moments of brilliance in a sea of confusion; whatever Trevor Nunn was trying for in this eighteenth century pistol whippin' Lear, I just couldn't see it.

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