Tag Archives: Mark Rylance

Meet and greet

What does an hour and a half watching Mark Rylance dressed in a bright orange puffed jacket clowning and making snow angels on stage actually give me, apart from pleasure? Continue reading

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Masters, look to see a troublous world

As I tried to find some way to comprehend the US Election result, Richard III came to mind.   I do not suggest that Trump is as evil, or as intelligent, as Shakespeare’s Richard; I wondered rather about the circumstances which allow … Continue reading

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Inspiration

Last year, my theatre-going declined, for a number of reasons I won’t go into here. The gap was, to some extent, bridged by the NT Live re-broadcasts and our autumn was spent revisiting the past: A Habit of Art, Frankenstein, … Continue reading

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On the Twelfth Day of Christmas..

This is merely a postscript to my post “A Foolish Thing”, after which I was so incapacitated by excitement that I was unable to write another word for months. Ok, less excitingly, but more accurately, the demands of work and … Continue reading

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A foolish thing

Christmas is approaching:  every shop, magazine and TV advert tries to persuade us that an illusory Christmas can be ours if we just spend money on a particular gadget, fragrance, food production, type of alcohol or whatever.  Yesterday, I suppose … Continue reading

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The wheel is come full circle.

Back in the late 1970s and early 80s I was incredibly lucky.  My mum loved theatre and we spent our summer holidays in Stratford seeing every play we could in the course of a single week’s stay.  Over the years

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