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Jul. 24th, 2002
Friends, Romans, Countrymen....
Jul. 24th, 2002 11:03 pmLend me your ears. For I come not to bury Caesar, but to praise him.
Julius Caesar at the Abbey Ruins (torn down by Henry VIII), by the Progress Theatre. V. good, as usual - Brutus and Mark Antony especially. Done in full period togas. The day they ever use modern dress is the day people come without blankets. (Done for two weeks in summer, always cold when night falls)
This time - more portaloos, and actual *tables* next to the beer tent. Softening luxuries, I tell you. Oh, and the extras welcoming people in with cries of 'Caesar - Wahey!' and 'Pompey - Boooo!', as well as 'Thames end! Kennet end! Loddon end! Avon end!' with cheers attendant from the respective stands. (they're the rivers Reading sits on, if you must know). Me and Dad got extra boos for cheering for Pompey and 'Brutus? Octavius? Can we cheer them?' (fear the history geeks). Not to mention 'Sandals! We have eleven pairs of sandals! Sandals with painted toenails! Can I have some of your mead?' Yes, the Progress Theatre lot are our kind of people. Last comment is because you're allowed to bring beer in.
Found out that the 'It's all Greek to me' phrase is frickin' ancient. And they have no shame - music from Gladiator was used
Julius Caesar at the Abbey Ruins (torn down by Henry VIII), by the Progress Theatre. V. good, as usual - Brutus and Mark Antony especially. Done in full period togas. The day they ever use modern dress is the day people come without blankets. (Done for two weeks in summer, always cold when night falls)
This time - more portaloos, and actual *tables* next to the beer tent. Softening luxuries, I tell you. Oh, and the extras welcoming people in with cries of 'Caesar - Wahey!' and 'Pompey - Boooo!', as well as 'Thames end! Kennet end! Loddon end! Avon end!' with cheers attendant from the respective stands. (they're the rivers Reading sits on, if you must know). Me and Dad got extra boos for cheering for Pompey and 'Brutus? Octavius? Can we cheer them?' (fear the history geeks). Not to mention 'Sandals! We have eleven pairs of sandals! Sandals with painted toenails! Can I have some of your mead?' Yes, the Progress Theatre lot are our kind of people. Last comment is because you're allowed to bring beer in.
Found out that the 'It's all Greek to me' phrase is frickin' ancient. And they have no shame - music from Gladiator was used
