All of it's golden, my body is floating, I'm still alive
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spatch and I celebrated the longest stretch of the year's light with the third-to-last night of Theatre@First's The Tempest, the farewell production of its longtime artistic director. Their lion-bronze Caliban stood laughing, in his hands the staff the island's magic had brought him in pieces, by right, made whole. In, summer!
spatch and I celebrated the longest stretch of the year's light with the third-to-last night of Theatre@First's The Tempest, the farewell production of its longtime artistic director. Their lion-bronze Caliban stood laughing, in his hands the staff the island's magic had brought him in pieces, by right, made whole. In, summer!
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Yes! Trinculo's totally bro-ish "Swum ashore, man!" And the fact that the King of Naples (one of the few actors in this production I knew, coming in) could be heard no problem over the flight path and the winds in the trees.
And all the fairies, which seemed to me straight out of an Edwardian Arts and Crafts movement production but updated to 2025, were great fun.
That is an excellent way of describing them. I loved especially the green-leafed one and the one in blug-shag waves.