Thursday, 10 December 2015
I just got in from the Scotiabank Theatre. 3 hours and 20 minutes - including an interval - during which I was spellbound. Despite some hiccups in the feed early on, and not one but two cell phones ringing at the climax of the drama. Even so, and the man next to me eating the smelliest kind of sandwich, a captivating performance of Jane Eyre. A novel which has been turned into a theatrical performance by the Bristol Old Vic company. Originally done over two performances, it has been compressed into one for the National Theatre and there is an encore on January 23 or you could check for local ones nearer to you. You definitely ought to try and get to experience this if you can. As the lady in the row behind us said loudly "I was moved." To which I replied "Weren't we all."