Romeo & Juliet

This was the real highlight of a weekend in London, far outshining Godot. I've been meaning to get to the Globe since it re-opened, but this was the first time. Splendid, splendid, splendid. It reminded me a little of the community theatre companies who came to our secondary modern school - that sense of being involved in the drama which was being specifically staged for you.

The Capulets were all brilliant, giving that sense of a domestic crisis rapidly escalating to tragedy. Mercutio was an upper class rugger bugger, funny for a while but you probably wouldn't want to meet him. And there's so much going on: a tragedy indeed where the cause is people not minding their own business, on the one hand, and being young and foolish on the other.

The line that stuck with me, though, made me wonder if it was placed as light relief to an Elizabethan audience at the death scene: "O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop/To help me after?"

The Archbishop of Canterbury was in a private box.

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