I saw Attempts on her life in the National Theatre last Thursday. After about 10 seconds in the play I realized I had seen this play before and I didn’t like it that time. I saw it in Aarhus performed by freshly graduated theatre actors. It wasn’t their fault I just have problems with modern theatre, it’s not my cup of Yorkshire tea.
I was ready to stand up and leave the theatre until it suddenly got interesting. Not the play as such but the production, as those about 12 actors turned the play into a live film making event. With several camera’s, a couple of blondes and a couple of props they made a film which was projected on the large screen above the stage. This was so amazing to watch, to see what they could do with small pocket lights, a couple of sound effects and a few items, it turned the play into a master class in film making. I am not sure this was the purpose of the play but I was intrigued and decided that I in the near future should step over my fear and go and do it. All I need is a camera and an idea for a story. I don’t lack the latter. I lack courage. And someone to do it with.
If you maybe thought that I haven’t been in the cinema because of the lack of reviews on this site, I can assure you that that is not the case. I still am a regular on the dark site but very few films I have seen recently made my heart beat faster or touched my soul. If they don’t do that I can’t write a review. The list is here.
And if you thought or even hoped that Davy has left my life – think again. He is back tomorrow.
And what’s this door doing here you might wonder? Well apart from fascinations for certain people which name I will not mention in this particular post, I also have a fascination for doors and the number 42. I always try to imagine who is living behind doors I pass. This particular one in the top is taken in Notting Hill, it was newly painted and in tip top shape with a beautiful door knocker on it. I was very tempted to try it out, say hello, step inside and drink a tea with the people living behind it. But I didn’t.
Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on
across the universe