Article for 2011 Dec 09
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My latest thespian foray is one of my most inauspicious yet. For I am a guy in the background doing a-bit-of-everything-but-not-much-of-anything, as part of a theatrical interpretation of Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Snow Queen”. It’s not really a play, more of a ballet with added songs and dialogue and sheets. Yes, sheets.
Sheets of rain that almost smothered us (we were performing outside, on the streets).
Sheets of sleet that numbed our sense of touch and heightened our sense of unease (when I learnt that as part of the choreography I would be spending a large part of the show in a freeze position as part of an array of icicles, this wasn’t what I had in mind).
Sheets of snow that were probably more sheets of rain and sleet, but were appropriately inappropriate for a live performance of “The Snow Queen”.
There was only form of diurnal precipitation lacking from the event (though we were performing at a nocturnal four o’clock, in the evening). Which reminds me of another play I’ve been in, one set in ancient Rome. That was a fun play; an extract is below.
| Crassus: | Friend, Roman, countryman, lend me your ears. It’s snowing. |
| Julius Caesar: | Hmm, Crassus says it’s snow. Et tu Brute, what do you think this strange weather phenomenon is? |
| Brutus: | Hail, Caesar. |