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Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Welcome, finally, to my website. Here's info on me, my books and other writings, what I'm up to, and the inevitable deeply self-absorbed blog. Visit, graze, leave a comment, then go out into the sunshine and read.
Saw the ultra-hot ticket of the season yesterday, the Donmar Warehouse's Othello. It's the one with Chiwetel Ejiofor as Othello and Ewan Macgregor as Iago. It's totally sold out (just look on eBay for how stupid the ticket bids are getting), but you can get day tickets if you queue.
And you should, it's excellent. It's very long, and the first half especially gets that Shakespearian feel where you're watching people in costume wave their arms about in a different language. But it slowly builds, the second half ratchets up, and the final scenes are quite remarkably powerful.
The praise has all been, justly, for Ejiofor, but the real surprise is Michelle Fairley as Emilia, Iago's wife. Shakespeare gives her almost all the rage in the final scene, and she blows the walls out of the theatre. Who is she? And why isn't she acting in everything?
See it if you can, if only to make your theatre-going friends green with envy.