The Shakespeare hotel used to be three separate houses that have been joined into a single building and turned into a hotel. It's decorated in the original Tudor style and has several large open fireplaces. The beds and the couches in the lobby were overly soft. I loved them! Each room is named after a character in a Shakespeare play. The first room we had was called "Two Gentlemen of Verona." It was a nice room with a large bathroom, television, and looked out over the front street on the second floor.
Vicks and I dumped our stuff there and then took off to explore more of the town. When we returned around 8:00 the room SMELLED. There was a horrible sewage smell in the room! Even I was disgusted and I worked at smellicos... so we requested to be moved to a different room. Unfortunately at that time there were no more double rooms. They offered to put us in a room where we could share a bed. HA! Like that was going to happen! So, they put us in two single rooms in the back of the hotel, on the third floor in a (deserted) quiet part of the hotel. The windows looked out over gardens and an alley. Vicki's room was "Moonshine" and mine was "Pyramus."
The manager who took us to our new rooms kept telling us that if we hear someone waling up and down the hallway that it was just the "night porter." After about the 3rd time of him saying that we asked if the hotel was haunted. He shared with us a few ghost stories. Apparently there was a man who lived in one of the homes and he kept his daughter in the attic where she died. Now people who stay in the room that was his home, they hear scratching in the walls and see a small girl skipping up and down the hallways. Her name is Lucy.
As we moved into our new rooms we noticed that no one was in any of the other rooms on the floor and to note, we were in the attic! So, we got ourselves freaked out a bit especially since we were in our own rooms, alone. The next morning the manager asked if we heard anyone... we said we had. He told us the night porter wasn't on duty last night...
04 November 2008
Stratford-upon-Avon Weather
After arriving in a snow shower, the weather turned a bit nicer. It was generally cold but sunny in the mornings then cloudy and damp in the afternoon. On Friday afternoon and Saturday it got really cold and windy! We were lucky to miss the rain for the most part. It misted and spit on us but not for extended periods of time... again, after the first night.
01 November 2008
RSC Production Review: Hamlet
The production for Hamlet was an interesting, sometimes bizarre, mix of modern and old. For the most part, all the costuming was in modern dress. From summer dresses, tuxedos, Levi's 501, t-shirts, etc. However, the dialog was the original (although I don't know enough about the different Hamlet versions to tell you which one they used).
The stage at The Courtyard Theatre is minimal. Six mirrored panels line the back of the stage, the panels are probably 20 feet tall and they pivot in the center. They aren't necessarily mirrors, but are made of reflective material. The flooring of the stage are 3x3 tiles of what looks like black marble, but could not actually be marble; however, the tiles are black, shiny and reflective. The stage itself is surrounded on three sides by the audience which provides for a very intimate production, one which facilitates actor-audience interaction. This is the standard setting for The Courtyard as their trademark is minimalism. Hamlet had very few set pieces. For the most part it's a black, barren, almost cold, stage.
I'll start by saying overall the production was fantastic. There were four actors in the play that I knew or recognized. As you first took your seat all you saw was a poorly-lit black, reflective stage with a haze. It was very much like you were walking into the darkness of Denmark. The first scene is of the guards on watch at the castle. The only lighting were 2 large flashlights which the actors reflected off the floor to light the faces of the speaker. It was a very cool effect. When the ghost appears he is lit by a dim spotlight and has "fog" pouring from under his coat. It is an eerie effect. Right away you realize you are watching some very good actors.
Hamlet was played by David Tennant physically, vocally and emotionally. His Hamlet was child-like, sometimes playful and pouting, naive, at other times clearly mature, cold, calculating. During the first soliloquy, he's in the back of the stage, crouched down in a fetal position... it's such a vulnerable, infant-like, subtle symbol of his grief and confusion. Tennant really acts with his body, whether it's jumping around, shoulders hunched, arms outstretched, you forget who he is as a person (as if I know him) and see him completely as Hamlet. His madness is utterly painful one moment and profoundly confused the next. He really draws in the audience to his insanity and then seems to push us away with clarity the next. The "get thee to a nunnery" scene was probably the best live acting I've seen. It gave me chills and tears at the same time. My friend told me later she knew I liked the scene because I muttered "wow.... wow... " I wasn't aware that I had done that.
The production really put a personality to the play that I haven't seen before in any other rendition. The director and the actors deserve a lot of credit for a very good play. I think I will be absorbing it for several more days.
The stage at The Courtyard Theatre is minimal. Six mirrored panels line the back of the stage, the panels are probably 20 feet tall and they pivot in the center. They aren't necessarily mirrors, but are made of reflective material. The flooring of the stage are 3x3 tiles of what looks like black marble, but could not actually be marble; however, the tiles are black, shiny and reflective. The stage itself is surrounded on three sides by the audience which provides for a very intimate production, one which facilitates actor-audience interaction. This is the standard setting for The Courtyard as their trademark is minimalism. Hamlet had very few set pieces. For the most part it's a black, barren, almost cold, stage.
I'll start by saying overall the production was fantastic. There were four actors in the play that I knew or recognized. As you first took your seat all you saw was a poorly-lit black, reflective stage with a haze. It was very much like you were walking into the darkness of Denmark. The first scene is of the guards on watch at the castle. The only lighting were 2 large flashlights which the actors reflected off the floor to light the faces of the speaker. It was a very cool effect. When the ghost appears he is lit by a dim spotlight and has "fog" pouring from under his coat. It is an eerie effect. Right away you realize you are watching some very good actors.
Hamlet was played by David Tennant physically, vocally and emotionally. His Hamlet was child-like, sometimes playful and pouting, naive, at other times clearly mature, cold, calculating. During the first soliloquy, he's in the back of the stage, crouched down in a fetal position... it's such a vulnerable, infant-like, subtle symbol of his grief and confusion. Tennant really acts with his body, whether it's jumping around, shoulders hunched, arms outstretched, you forget who he is as a person (as if I know him) and see him completely as Hamlet. His madness is utterly painful one moment and profoundly confused the next. He really draws in the audience to his insanity and then seems to push us away with clarity the next. The "get thee to a nunnery" scene was probably the best live acting I've seen. It gave me chills and tears at the same time. My friend told me later she knew I liked the scene because I muttered "wow.... wow... " I wasn't aware that I had done that.
The production really put a personality to the play that I haven't seen before in any other rendition. The director and the actors deserve a lot of credit for a very good play. I think I will be absorbing it for several more days.
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