Following on from our vow to not leave it so long between experiencing live theatre again, Mr N and I went to see an adaptation of 'A Doll's House' by Henrik Ibsen at the Manchester Royal Exchange Theatre on Friday night
You may remember from this post that we have visited this beautiful theatre before. This time, I took more pictures anyway
The theatre is a sort of glass-walled capsule suspended in the centre of The Great Hall
of the historic Victorian Cotton Exchange Buildings in Manchester
The adaptation was a good interpretation of the written work, an observation of marriage and societal norms in the 19th century. The acting performances were solid but not outstanding. That said, last time we were at this theatre we saw Imogen Stubbs, who is a hard act to follow.
"a woman cannot be herself in modern society", since it is "an exclusively male society, with laws made by men and with prosecutors and judges who assess feminine conduct from a masculine standpoint."
Henrik Ibsen
Of course, I partook of one or two pre-show goodies
Horror of horrors, I have bought a pair of jeans, the ultimate wardrobe staple of the lazy girl. I vow to wear them carefully!
And, yes, I've dyed my hair black and no, I'm not sure I like it :(
How was your weekend?
And, yes, I've dyed my hair black and no, I'm not sure I like it :(
How was your weekend?