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Jan. 8th, 2010
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Jan. 8th, 2010 11:17 pm
Braved the elements to pop over to the New Theatre Royal for Oddsocks' production of Romeo and Juliet. The theatre bar before the show was filled with the tempting smell of chicken and garlic butter; I couldn't resist and ordered a bagel. As I waited for it to arrive a familiar face appeared - Katherine's husband Mike came over to say hello. Once I'd finished my food I went out into the bar area to join him, Katherine and her parents. As it turned out, my seat was next to theirs - we all remarked on how spooky that was.
Members of the company, as usual, were playing their medieval musical instruments in the aisles as we all filed in. Programmes were £3: when I handed the boy a fiver he had to go off and fetch a lady for change. She passed my £2 along the aisle to me, saying "If you only get a pound, one of these people's taken commission for passing it along", then she was about to move on till I reminded her I still didn't have my programme...
The Bard's famous romantic tragedy was given the usual Oddsocks treatment. Here the warring families were the owners of rival Verona restaurants, Montague's Pizza Parlour and Capulet Pasta House. We, the audience, were divided down the middle into Montagues and Capulets, each with our own war cry and accompanying gesture to be uttered whenever our house's name was mentioned. Mercutio caught some of us Capulets out with the line "Couple it". There were visual jokes a-plenty as always, such as the fatal fight between Romeo and Tybalt becoming a road rage scene, Romeo on his motorbike and Tybalt in Signor Capulet's Fiat arguing as they drove along. (Both vehicles featured heavily throughout the play.) Appropriately, all the cast's Oddsocks alter egos were named after Italian food; Tanya Huq, aka Fay Tucheney, turned in a superb performance as a vivacious, impassioned Juliet.
Mike and Katherine gave me a lift back. As we went along the motorway Mike told us all about his struggle to get home from work through the snow on Tuesday night - he'd thought he'd have to abandon his car when he hit a three-inch deep patch, but he made it OK.
Members of the company, as usual, were playing their medieval musical instruments in the aisles as we all filed in. Programmes were £3: when I handed the boy a fiver he had to go off and fetch a lady for change. She passed my £2 along the aisle to me, saying "If you only get a pound, one of these people's taken commission for passing it along", then she was about to move on till I reminded her I still didn't have my programme...
The Bard's famous romantic tragedy was given the usual Oddsocks treatment. Here the warring families were the owners of rival Verona restaurants, Montague's Pizza Parlour and Capulet Pasta House. We, the audience, were divided down the middle into Montagues and Capulets, each with our own war cry and accompanying gesture to be uttered whenever our house's name was mentioned. Mercutio caught some of us Capulets out with the line "Couple it". There were visual jokes a-plenty as always, such as the fatal fight between Romeo and Tybalt becoming a road rage scene, Romeo on his motorbike and Tybalt in Signor Capulet's Fiat arguing as they drove along. (Both vehicles featured heavily throughout the play.) Appropriately, all the cast's Oddsocks alter egos were named after Italian food; Tanya Huq, aka Fay Tucheney, turned in a superb performance as a vivacious, impassioned Juliet.
Mike and Katherine gave me a lift back. As we went along the motorway Mike told us all about his struggle to get home from work through the snow on Tuesday night - he'd thought he'd have to abandon his car when he hit a three-inch deep patch, but he made it OK.