There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

So last weekend C and I went to the Stratford Festival.  Haven't been since high school and had every intention of going early, wandering around town for a bit, and getting some dinner.  But life being the way it is, none of this happened and we got there about 15 min before the show started.  Just enough time, it turns out, to visit the gift shop.

This is where I learned what a geek I really am.  Not in the hacking, super-hero watching kind of geek, but an academic geek.  Cause I could easily have spent entirely too much money in there without even trying.  hahaha oh dear.  Amused me though :)

The show itself was Hamlet.  I quite enjoyed most of the casting -- Hamlet pulled off the angst ridden young adult remarkably well.  Ophelia was just the right degree of crazy.  Rosencrantz and Guildenstern had the interchangeable prep-school yes-men thing down pat.  Wasn't a huge fan of the queen, although couldn't pin-point why precisely.

As for the interpretation itself, the only thing I didn't care for was that it was chronologically challenged.  Various pieces came from various time periods.  And while part of my brain pipes up with "it goes to show the timeless nature of..." the greater part, the one trying to be lost in the story, didn't appreciate it at all as it continually jolted me back to "well that's not right".   I was impressed with the ending though -- that was quite well done.

No photo or video allowed, so instead, here's the Reduced Shakespeare Company's version.  Enjoy.

Regardless though, it was a fun night and a nice change from endless renovations.  And did you catch the part where I mentioned my husband went to watch Shakespeare with me???  hahaha yup, I picked well ;)