Present: Nic and Kate
Date: May 13, 2013
This night is memorable for two reasons. One: it was the day I gave a poor homeless man, who had asked for money for chips, a quinoa, fig, beetroot and feta salad. Two, it was the interval discussion that has led to this blog as I sought to remember the other Rattigan play "we'd" seen at the Old Vic and it transpired that "we" hadn't seen it at all: I had seen it with Helen, Nic and Brian. Time to try to out-pace the Alzheimer's by keeping a written record!
The set was charming and authentic and the acting was strong - the suffragette daughter a particular favourite; as well as the barrister seemingly inhuman but then touchingly human; and Henry Goodman was also on good form. Rattigan's skill is his ability to capture human frailties and emotions and to create "real" characters (though these are real people and events, I believe, which makes it easier). This was accomplished but old-fashioned theatre. Nothing revolutionary but a nice, period reproduction of a Rattigan (though not my favourite, which of what I've seen to date, is After the Dance).
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