Oh I love a lazy start to a Saturday. Sat in the garden and read "Tango a the End of Winter" An amazing play set in a northern town in Japan.
It focuses on a bright actor, who decides that he doesn't want to grow old, and leaves his profession behind him in his middle age. He believes the beautiful die young, and he moves back home to the old family cinema, where we witness his decline, as dementi...a takes hold and he starts to live in his past. Words are no longer his own but lines from various roles he has played out as an actor.
He then meets up with an actress from his past, and ironically he believes it is her who issuffering from madness.
Whilst it sounds like a dark and morbid play, it isn't. It is quite uplifting, questioning identities, the blurred lines between reality and illusion, the concept of youth and life.
My only regret is that I won't get to see Alan Rickman perform the lead role, because he did that back in 1991, and I doubt there is a recording of it anywhere!
Anyway, off to make a cuppa, and whilst the sun is still shining I'm going to start on August Strindberg's play "Creditors". Yes I'm having a thespian type of Saturday