
The production was absolutely mesmerizing. All of the performances were excellent. The man playing Michael Evans wove the narration like a fine silk scarf. All of the sisters were heartbreaking and wonderful. There wasn't a single performance that could be thought of as lacking - indeed, looking back, it was one of the most solid performances by a whole cast that I have ever seen. After three hours, however, of nothing happening I began wondering "what's the point?" I remember thinking that it must have been my own fault for not getting the play, but when I got back to my cabin and I heard my best friend railing against the performance for the same reason, I felt reassured about my instincts.
I had never been to a play that seemed to not resolve anything and just drift through time with the characters not willing to do anything about their situation. The experience was very confusing for me; aren't you supposed to come away from theatre with something? I had also never seen an Irish Drama, let along a play by Brian Friel.
As much as I do take an antagonistic view of this play and still wish I had those three hours of my life back, the overwhelming thing that I do take with me was the excellent performances of my teachers. Actually, none of them were my teachers at the time (they would be in future years) so I wasn't there "rooting" for any one of them. They were, however, so excellent and I remember being really proud to know that I was learning from them. It's a great show to feature actors in good acting roles. However, it still goes to show that every element must be in collaboration to produce a truly compelling and moving theatre experience. The artists there in the space can only do so much.
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