The costumes made me decide that the designer must be a bad person and the set was boring. WHAT? And the gay guy, don't get me started.
Halfway through the play, people below the balcony became real bored and kind of decided to have their own fun. Every time the lights dim to change scenes, they clap and hoot real loud. I wonder if the people on stage get the sarcasm.
But what the hell am I doing, ranting about the ugly stuffs? I can talk about the good stuffs of the play, too. :) It can only be summarized to two sentences though:
1. The guy who played Hamlet was a total charmer of the feminine species.
2. The cinema was actually cold enough, even with all the people cramped inside, to take a relaxing nap.
Sweeney Todd would have been a much better choice to make for a tragedy report paper. It rocks. Even without using only the lead actor for appeal.

If I'm gonna get a 1 on my paper for saying that I learned a lot about literature and arts and saw pretty pink flowers as I watched, I will sue.
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