Yesterday afternoon we spent the hottest afternoon of the year in a Victorian theatre. How dumb is that?
We got tickets for £5, whereas we would normally have to pay £25 each.
David Suchet was superb as the Cardinal who stepped aside to allow The Pole to become Pope. I sat there watching, and realized that acting for the stage with it's repetoire of broad gestures so that the audience in the Gods can see each gesture must be completely different from acting for TV, with it's focus on close-range camerawork. (Okay, so it took me long enough, but I get there in the end...)
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