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As You Like It
Aug. 22nd, 2006 09:04 amSunday afternoon I drove out to Worcester's Green Hill Park for the last performance of Redfeather Theatre Company's As You Like It. As always, the park is pretty, and I told myself next time I need arrive earlier to have time to explore,rather than be just in time for the dinner picnic.
I picnicked with the parents, and soon it was time for the show to start. This year they had a couple of lights, and places to put poles in the amphitheater's grass stage, but the set was still very minimal. It was very modern, in that there were cell phones and bicycles as props, but the text remained the same. I was particularly amused by Charles the Wrestler's outfit: 70s gym shorts, a wide belt with huge circular buckle, tank top, red velvet cape, and past-shoulder-length blond wig. Most excellent. The person playing the fool was fun, too. We'd just gotten past the scene where Orlando has gotten the promise of food for his elderly servitor Adam from the exiled Duke in the forest, when they called the show.
I'd seen the clouds coming up, getting darker and closer, with the rumbles of thunder getting closer, an occasional flash of lightning visible. But I kept hoping the storm would pass us by; I wanted to see the show!
It didn't, and everyone packed up food and chairs and such and dashed to their cars. I made it just before the rain started. I'm particularly glad about this given the drenching earlier on the bike ride. I could still see a line of bright sky along the eastern horizon, then the clouds covered that, too.
I don't know how wide the storm was, but it was traveling about the same speed as I managed: the whole drive back to Boston was in a torrential downpour, the road suddenly lit by lightning, sometimes the bolts themselves visible. Once I thought the flash had a greenish tinge, but I don't know whether that was actual positive lightning or some optical effect caused by something else. The noise was tremendous; driving under a bridge with the momentary pause in the battering only emphasized this. Driving speeds on the Pike sometimes got below 30 miles/hour, though mostly stayed close to the speed limit (ie, around 20 miles/hour slower than usual). If I had to give up the show, I got a fantastic natural show in its stead...
Not only did I not get soaked, the rain came down so straight that despite having windows open all around the apartment, nothing had gotten wet, other than a couple of drops on a windowsill. Yay. The hidden silver lining is that I got home earlier than I would have otherwise, so it was easier to get a good night's sleep, which I very much needed.
The ticket is good for a show next summer. I think it's time to get a calendar for next year and tape the ticket in around July.
I picnicked with the parents, and soon it was time for the show to start. This year they had a couple of lights, and places to put poles in the amphitheater's grass stage, but the set was still very minimal. It was very modern, in that there were cell phones and bicycles as props, but the text remained the same. I was particularly amused by Charles the Wrestler's outfit: 70s gym shorts, a wide belt with huge circular buckle, tank top, red velvet cape, and past-shoulder-length blond wig. Most excellent. The person playing the fool was fun, too. We'd just gotten past the scene where Orlando has gotten the promise of food for his elderly servitor Adam from the exiled Duke in the forest, when they called the show.
I'd seen the clouds coming up, getting darker and closer, with the rumbles of thunder getting closer, an occasional flash of lightning visible. But I kept hoping the storm would pass us by; I wanted to see the show!
It didn't, and everyone packed up food and chairs and such and dashed to their cars. I made it just before the rain started. I'm particularly glad about this given the drenching earlier on the bike ride. I could still see a line of bright sky along the eastern horizon, then the clouds covered that, too.
I don't know how wide the storm was, but it was traveling about the same speed as I managed: the whole drive back to Boston was in a torrential downpour, the road suddenly lit by lightning, sometimes the bolts themselves visible. Once I thought the flash had a greenish tinge, but I don't know whether that was actual positive lightning or some optical effect caused by something else. The noise was tremendous; driving under a bridge with the momentary pause in the battering only emphasized this. Driving speeds on the Pike sometimes got below 30 miles/hour, though mostly stayed close to the speed limit (ie, around 20 miles/hour slower than usual). If I had to give up the show, I got a fantastic natural show in its stead...
Not only did I not get soaked, the rain came down so straight that despite having windows open all around the apartment, nothing had gotten wet, other than a couple of drops on a windowsill. Yay. The hidden silver lining is that I got home earlier than I would have otherwise, so it was easier to get a good night's sleep, which I very much needed.
The ticket is good for a show next summer. I think it's time to get a calendar for next year and tape the ticket in around July.