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this great stage of fools
Aug. 13th, 2008 11:00 pmWent to watch King Lear today in London. The weather was cool, not too chilling, but with enough wind to be cold.
At 8:15, we boarded the bus. Because lateness means we have lesser time at the exhibitions.
Reached London, Globe Theatre at about 10 plus and we went for an exhibtion of the Globe. The guide was sort of amusing and really nice. But some of the things that she mentioned was already said when we went for the Stratford trip... so it didn't really hold my attention too much, but the new things that she brought up was cool, like how the Globe Theatre came about and the manner in which it was destroyed and rebuilt again by an American.
Had lunch at about 12 plus, but it was kind of sucky. I didn't like it very much... and ended up donating my sandwich to Ernest. Who traded it with another sandwich from Carolyn... what is this, some sort of a sandwich trading market? ... If you seriously don't want it then donate the food to the pigeons lah.
The play began at 2 pm. At first it was still alright, as the weather was windy enough and there was sunlight. However, halfway through the play it began to rain... bloody shit lah. And when it stopped, one of the actors, the Duke, had a line about an oncoming storm. Which was so goddamn ironic. In fact, he was sort of chuckling when he said it. =_=
Edgar is damn hot. Seriously, I like his hair!!! And his face is pretty good looking. >.> And Sneha, of all things to notice, she must have stared at his torso because for a few scenes, Edgar was half naked due to him being a fugitive and a beggar. And she was like, hey, look at the 'V' of his stomach... =_= I'm like, why the hell do you notice these things?! But anyway, he's hot. And Ms Lim agrees with me too. Hah.
The scene in which the Earl of Gloucester had his eyes forcibly removed was so fake. I mean, how can the eyeball be that big and in such a weird shape??! And what's up with the thick roots connected to the eye? The nerves of the eyes are thin, aren't they? Not as wide as worms. Which is just plain gross. And when they threw the eyeball backstage, it bounced. -_- Really.
However, I must say that I don't really understand the play, having never studied it and only knowing the bare gist of the plot outline. So there were some parts in which I was confused. And it didn't help that the rain distracted me because my glasses were wet from rain and I couldn't see too clearly over the heads of other taller people that conveniently stood in front of me.
Again, I bought more badges at the Globe shop because I just can't resist the snarky quotes imprinted on them. Carolyn and Ernest spent a bomb on buying posters. >.> And was just so darn protective of their purchases that they made sure no one touched them, let alone crush the posters.
We also went to Tate museum, just the six of us, during our lunch period. Damn, there were so many interesting things there but... so expensive as well. But still, it's a cool place to visit and if we could have the leisure to visit all the floors and look at the art works...
At 8:15, we boarded the bus. Because lateness means we have lesser time at the exhibitions.
Reached London, Globe Theatre at about 10 plus and we went for an exhibtion of the Globe. The guide was sort of amusing and really nice. But some of the things that she mentioned was already said when we went for the Stratford trip... so it didn't really hold my attention too much, but the new things that she brought up was cool, like how the Globe Theatre came about and the manner in which it was destroyed and rebuilt again by an American.
Had lunch at about 12 plus, but it was kind of sucky. I didn't like it very much... and ended up donating my sandwich to Ernest. Who traded it with another sandwich from Carolyn... what is this, some sort of a sandwich trading market? ... If you seriously don't want it then donate the food to the pigeons lah.
The play began at 2 pm. At first it was still alright, as the weather was windy enough and there was sunlight. However, halfway through the play it began to rain... bloody shit lah. And when it stopped, one of the actors, the Duke, had a line about an oncoming storm. Which was so goddamn ironic. In fact, he was sort of chuckling when he said it. =_=
Edgar is damn hot. Seriously, I like his hair!!! And his face is pretty good looking. >.> And Sneha, of all things to notice, she must have stared at his torso because for a few scenes, Edgar was half naked due to him being a fugitive and a beggar. And she was like, hey, look at the 'V' of his stomach... =_= I'm like, why the hell do you notice these things?! But anyway, he's hot. And Ms Lim agrees with me too. Hah.
The scene in which the Earl of Gloucester had his eyes forcibly removed was so fake. I mean, how can the eyeball be that big and in such a weird shape??! And what's up with the thick roots connected to the eye? The nerves of the eyes are thin, aren't they? Not as wide as worms. Which is just plain gross. And when they threw the eyeball backstage, it bounced. -_- Really.
However, I must say that I don't really understand the play, having never studied it and only knowing the bare gist of the plot outline. So there were some parts in which I was confused. And it didn't help that the rain distracted me because my glasses were wet from rain and I couldn't see too clearly over the heads of other taller people that conveniently stood in front of me.
Again, I bought more badges at the Globe shop because I just can't resist the snarky quotes imprinted on them. Carolyn and Ernest spent a bomb on buying posters. >.> And was just so darn protective of their purchases that they made sure no one touched them, let alone crush the posters.
We also went to Tate museum, just the six of us, during our lunch period. Damn, there were so many interesting things there but... so expensive as well. But still, it's a cool place to visit and if we could have the leisure to visit all the floors and look at the art works...
