Anyway, so I took a day off work to go to a place I've never been (Norfolk) to see some art by a world famous theater designer (Robert Wilson). Here's my review of Walking, an installation art piece that involves moving through an empty countryside past several ... things.
It sounded awesome but there were some serious problems with how they managed the start and the end of the journey. Ultimately, it wasn't really worth the trip for me.
The same week, I saw a play called Volcano by Noel Coward. "Ooh," I thought, "a forgotten work by this genius of theater!" Well, as ever, I'm discovering that most works that don't get revived have been rightly left as roadkill on the highway of literature. I barely managed to stay until intermission then legged it. I'll try to get it written up so no one else makes the same mistake. Given the theater was only half-full, I think word had already gotten out.
I'm getting ready to spend a week kayaking in Sicily so I need to get those reviews in soon - my poor blog is going to suffer. Better find something to write up this week.