…as I do has its interest, not that I can afford to patronise the theatre all that often, even on Seniors Rates, and technically I do not yet qualify for the special unwaged freebies they regularly offer. The next play there, however, is one I would dearly love to see: Exit the King by Eugene Ionesco. Today’s Sydney Morning Herald has a feature on director Neil Armfield and star Geoffrey Rush, both of whom may sometimes be spied upon from my kitchen window.
…”I believe this is Ionesco’s subtle tribute to Shakespeare,” Armfield says. “This is the kingly Shakespearean play you get to do that is not Shakespearean. It’s got all the echoes of that, but in a much more strident theatrical way.
“Maybe this is Geoffrey’s Lear.”
Is it? Is this why he has longed to do Ionesco’s strange, great play?
“It just smelt good, you know?” Rush says.
Lately there have been a number of lively but slightly scruffy teenagers sitting smoking on my very rough street flower bed, the one without flowers… I did wonder who they were, but a story not online in the Herald today makes it plain. I did after all hear someone come out of the Belvoir offices yesterday to call them in for “another rehearsal.” Oh, I thought to myself, they must look like that because they are dressed for some play or other. Turns out they are from Father Chris Riley’s Youth off the Streets (Surry Hills branch) and are indeed putting on a play. And that is my slightly perverse contribution to today’s “National Secularism Day”. 😉