London 2013 (Second Part)
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nausicaa83And we're back with the second part! The last time we saw our heroes we had just spent the whole of saturday strolling around the city, shopping and eating (so much eating). The evening approached, and our two heroines reach the Globe, where a certain tempest is approaching...
We got our tickets, bought a couple of things at the shop (more on that later), got our cushions and waited for the doors to open.
I really, really love this one. ^^
Our seats were right in front of the stage.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
space_oddity_75 now owns my soul and a couple of future kids.
Again, only official pictures here. I don't really have words to describe the experience. Roger Allam's Prospero was completely different from what I had imagined reading the play, and it was perfect. When first he came on stage, he was like Moses. He was a figure of power and authority. But then he starts playing Prospero as a fake, someone who has no power but came into controlling someone who has real power like Ariel, and he manipulates him, uses him, even when he feels guilty about it. All of that because his one priority is his daughter, a fantastic Miranda who was so genuine as someone who grew up wild and free in a magic island. Caliban was amazing, he reminded me a lot of Benedict Cumberbatch's Frankenstein.
And Colin Morgan as Ariel was amazing, ethereal, jumping and swinging all over the stage, studying the humans without blinking, imitating Propsero and drinking his every word, a true magical creature (and way taller than I thought). Ariel here is truly "delicate", used by others, someone who strives for liberty and at the same time to be loved by his owner. It was very intense, I felt sorry for Prospero and devastated by what he was doing to Ariel. I cried a couple of times, I have no idea how people manage to go to the theatre every week, it's INTENSE. And there was a lot of singing and dancing and Prospero was funny and cute and everyone broke my heart a bit.
We waited again at the stage door, but no luck, and we ran to the Tube and catched the last train. I felt very Londoner. :D
This was dinner. :D Le bear polar hugging my legs is Douglas Richardson, a present fromspace_oddity_75, because she's awesome. *____*
On sunday we had the matinée at 1 pm, so we took a nice stroll by the Thames, and stopped for breakfast at the Giraffe.
It was my very first english breakfast, and it was bloody amazing.
No idea why I look sleepy here, I was actually bursting with energy and embarassingly salivating. I had bought that lovely hoodie the day before and I wore it all the time. Warm and soft and PINK. *____*
Then we walked all the way to the Globe. This picture was taken because we saw the van, stopped, turned to each other and said in unison "We'll sell G-ERTI and with the money buy an ice-cream van! Brilliant!". We literally spent the whole day listening to Cabin Pressure, and when we couldn't we talked about it, re-enacted entire scenes, discussed every character's motivations in every single episode. It was crazy. :D
It started raining at one point, although considering what the play is about it was kind of appropriate. :D
This time we were on the first floor, what in Italy are the Royal Seats. Best seats in the house, no doubt.
Roger Aallam's wife and kids were sitting two rows ahead of us, sospace_oddity_75 very politely went to say hi and told them we had come all the way from Italy to see the play. She was really happy about it and said she would pass the message to her husband. How lovely! ♥
The lovelyharriet_yuuko was there too, standing right in front of the stage (she almost got hit when Trinculo squeezed his fake penis on the audience. One of those "you had to be there" moments, I assure you :D ), and later we had coffee and talked about the play and british shows and took this picture in direct sunlight. My eyes were bleeding, but I had to have a reminder!
The second time the play was a bit different. We noticed more things, some of the monologues were done differently (especially the "stuff as dreams are made on" one, curiously), and I loved it even more.
We walked all the way back to Queen Elizabeth Hall, where we had a pint withsilviarambles and phoebeagle, who are even more awesome in person. Londoners were running through the fountain, and I was sitting there in my heavy sweater going "it's frisky but the sun is nice". My advice to all of you British friends out there, avoid Italy in the summer, you won't survive it. Seriously.
They took us to a fantastic Turkish restaurant, where I had my very first hummus. Wonderful stuff!
Lamb always reminds me of Greece. *_____*
We ate so much. SO MUCH. :D
Third and final part here.
We got our tickets, bought a couple of things at the shop (more on that later), got our cushions and waited for the doors to open.
I really, really love this one. ^^
Our seats were right in front of the stage.
space_oddity_75 now owns my soul and a couple of future kids.Again, only official pictures here. I don't really have words to describe the experience. Roger Allam's Prospero was completely different from what I had imagined reading the play, and it was perfect. When first he came on stage, he was like Moses. He was a figure of power and authority. But then he starts playing Prospero as a fake, someone who has no power but came into controlling someone who has real power like Ariel, and he manipulates him, uses him, even when he feels guilty about it. All of that because his one priority is his daughter, a fantastic Miranda who was so genuine as someone who grew up wild and free in a magic island. Caliban was amazing, he reminded me a lot of Benedict Cumberbatch's Frankenstein.
And Colin Morgan as Ariel was amazing, ethereal, jumping and swinging all over the stage, studying the humans without blinking, imitating Propsero and drinking his every word, a true magical creature (and way taller than I thought). Ariel here is truly "delicate", used by others, someone who strives for liberty and at the same time to be loved by his owner. It was very intense, I felt sorry for Prospero and devastated by what he was doing to Ariel. I cried a couple of times, I have no idea how people manage to go to the theatre every week, it's INTENSE. And there was a lot of singing and dancing and Prospero was funny and cute and everyone broke my heart a bit.
We waited again at the stage door, but no luck, and we ran to the Tube and catched the last train. I felt very Londoner. :D
This was dinner. :D Le bear polar hugging my legs is Douglas Richardson, a present from
space_oddity_75, because she's awesome. *____*On sunday we had the matinée at 1 pm, so we took a nice stroll by the Thames, and stopped for breakfast at the Giraffe.
It was my very first english breakfast, and it was bloody amazing.
No idea why I look sleepy here, I was actually bursting with energy and embarassingly salivating. I had bought that lovely hoodie the day before and I wore it all the time. Warm and soft and PINK. *____*
Then we walked all the way to the Globe. This picture was taken because we saw the van, stopped, turned to each other and said in unison "We'll sell G-ERTI and with the money buy an ice-cream van! Brilliant!". We literally spent the whole day listening to Cabin Pressure, and when we couldn't we talked about it, re-enacted entire scenes, discussed every character's motivations in every single episode. It was crazy. :D
It started raining at one point, although considering what the play is about it was kind of appropriate. :D
This time we were on the first floor, what in Italy are the Royal Seats. Best seats in the house, no doubt.
Roger Aallam's wife and kids were sitting two rows ahead of us, so
space_oddity_75 very politely went to say hi and told them we had come all the way from Italy to see the play. She was really happy about it and said she would pass the message to her husband. How lovely! ♥The lovely
harriet_yuuko was there too, standing right in front of the stage (she almost got hit when Trinculo squeezed his fake penis on the audience. One of those "you had to be there" moments, I assure you :D ), and later we had coffee and talked about the play and british shows and took this picture in direct sunlight. My eyes were bleeding, but I had to have a reminder!The second time the play was a bit different. We noticed more things, some of the monologues were done differently (especially the "stuff as dreams are made on" one, curiously), and I loved it even more.
We walked all the way back to Queen Elizabeth Hall, where we had a pint with
silviarambles and phoebeagle, who are even more awesome in person. Londoners were running through the fountain, and I was sitting there in my heavy sweater going "it's frisky but the sun is nice". My advice to all of you British friends out there, avoid Italy in the summer, you won't survive it. Seriously.They took us to a fantastic Turkish restaurant, where I had my very first hummus. Wonderful stuff!
Lamb always reminds me of Greece. *_____*
We ate so much. SO MUCH. :D
Third and final part here.
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Date: 2013-06-19 11:49 am (UTC)Sono stata felicissima di conoscerti di persona, at last! Come ho detto, la Grande Magiuone (casa nostra) e' aperta agli amici quando vuoi, per approfondire la tua conoscenza di questa gloriosa citta' (soprattutto dal punto di vista culinario...)
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Date: 2013-06-19 12:21 pm (UTC)Sono stata felicissima anch'io di conoscervi!!! Approfitterò sicuramente, mi rendo ben conto che c'è così tanto che devo ancora vedere (e gustare)! *________*
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Date: 2013-06-19 01:13 pm (UTC)The theatre-show sounds AMAZING!!! I´m so happy for you :D
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Date: 2013-06-19 02:12 pm (UTC)It was a fantastic experience!!!
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Date: 2013-06-20 03:24 pm (UTC)How wonderful that you managed to transmit your love to Roger Allam in such a heart-warming, personal fashion! The play sounds amazing. I didn't realize Colin Morgan was in it, I must tell my mother! Your descriptions were very vivid. I have the feeling the part was absolutely perfect for him. For Allam too.
(I know I told you that I went to see Gillian Anderson in a play in London some ten years ago. When you and I had that conversation you hadn't listened to 'Cabin Pressure' yet, so I didn't mention something else, which now you might find relevant to your interests. Let me show you:
Of course at the time it was the first I'd ever heard of him, but let me tell you, I remember I was really impressed that he'd managed to make me actually enjoy the play and get engaged with it, rather than just goggle in adoration at Gillian Anderson and enjoy her performance, which was also great.)
"I have no idea how people manage to go to the theatre every week, it's INTENSE."
And now think of the actors doing it every night...
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Date: 2013-06-20 03:31 pm (UTC)I love taking pictures of food. At first I started doing it to have some kind of chronological thread when developing the pictures back home, but then I realized friends and family loved hearing about what I had eaten abroad, so now it's a tradition. All my friends know that when the waiter arrives they have to arrange the food artistically and wait patiently while I snap pictures from all sides.
It's a wonder I'm still alive. :D
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