A review of A Midsummer Night's Dream
Reviewer: Alasdair H Macinnes
Excellent sound effects braced the audience for this fine production. Sickbed watch faded into a dreamworld, where the Bard's characters brought the timeless matter of love's struggle with reality into vivid life.
Snow fell-or was it confetti? Mistaken identity, or fear of infidelity?
There were no easy answers; but much good acting entertained even the most cynical schoolkids!
Some of the dialect was pure Para Handy.
Woods are a good place to hide, and to lose your identity.
Fathers owned their daughter's choice of husband. Or not. The generation gap was as wide as ever.
The Wall was a metaphor for poor communication, and the 'mechanicals' give us much to laugh-and ponder about.
No names, no pack drill. This was a well performed version of a most enjoyable Shakespeare play by a fine team.
My mind flashed up an unexpected link to Sorley Maclean's poetry:
"And my intellect said to my love
duality is not for us;
we mingle in love".