Drama, drama, drama

Just got back from Twelfth Night at the theatre - it wasn't at all bad actually, apart from having possibly the world's longest first half - was beginning to wonder if they were actually going to bother with the interval!!! The actor playing Count Orsino was a little bit creepy though - really reminded me of the solicitor / actor-lovey-type character in Hot Fuzz who ends up being decapitated - just that same kind of slightly effeminate, sleazy look-at-me about him.

The theatre crowd are so damn "lovey" though!!! B gets involved with some of the am dram stuff from time to time, so she knows a fair few of the folks at the theatre, and even she was attempting to avoid them before the start of the play, because they're always so drama, drama, drama.

For example - the director of tonight's play is in love with the girl who is often the lead in his productions. She previously 'fessed up that she was a lesbian, but after dangling the director on a string for a long time (to keep her leading lady status one wonders?), she eventually got together with him when he finally issued an ultimatum, and decided that for the time-being at least she was straight. This then prompted a massive bust-up with her house-mate of the time, who was really into the director and hated seeing him being jerked around. The house-mate promptly shoved off to work at the RSC in Stratford and moved out of the house. Confused??? We frequently are!

They're also very loud and dramatic in the pub afterwards, which is either entertaining or deeply annoying depending what mood your in. I chose to me entertained tonight, but there is a limited dose you can take before you think "just sit down!". I think I'm getting seriously crochety in my old age - either that or I just don't like having to compete for the limelight lol.