Mort! In which Susan makes SO MUCH MORE SENSE.
I have 300,000 things I want to say about the Harry Potter Play (did I mention I loved it? I loved it. With the total unironic enthusiasm of a fan who has lost most of the ability of discernment. I want to see it a million more times and also never see it again to never tarnish the perfect memory in my mind) it's been hard to sum up feelings.
SO BEFORE I FORGET.
My trip included a brief Edinburgh detour because L and I were a bit worried that Scotland is going to Brexit Brexit right back to the EU. And we totally unintentionally ended up there during the Edinburgh Fringe Festival.
GOTTA SEE SOME INDIE THEATRE, AM I RIGHT?
Me, the giant nerd, saw people waving little signs for a theatre adaptation of Terry Pratchet's Mort. MORT.
Have I mentioned that I've never read any Discworld? I know, I know, massive fail, but I kept trying The Color of Magic and just...eeeeehhhh. I have seen The Hogfather film/TV adaptation though! That's something?
Anyway, I grabbed a Mort flyer. And we read it. And we laughed.
And then we bought tickets.
AND THEN WE SAW IT.
The show was, objectively, pretty amateur. But it was so much fun, and hilarious, and the effects were startlingly really good. The transition of Death's death-ness to Mort was done through voice modification and it was SEAMLESS. And the swing actor who played Mort's dad was pretty funny.
The wizard was played by a woman, so I wasn't sure what gender the wizard was supposed to be, but she was funny as well. And Mort and Ysabell were quite good, although their romance was a bit...abrupt? Mort was ADORABLE and then AWESOME. Any particularly emotional scene was startlingly well-done after the obvious comedy focus of the rest of the play.
Anyway, it was great. Turns out the my friends thought I chose the play because I'd read the book (oops) but we all had a good time. A pretty nerdy start to a REALLY nerdy trip.
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SO BEFORE I FORGET.
My trip included a brief Edinburgh detour because L and I were a bit worried that Scotland is going to Brexit Brexit right back to the EU. And we totally unintentionally ended up there during the Edinburgh Fringe Festival.
GOTTA SEE SOME INDIE THEATRE, AM I RIGHT?
Me, the giant nerd, saw people waving little signs for a theatre adaptation of Terry Pratchet's Mort. MORT.
Have I mentioned that I've never read any Discworld? I know, I know, massive fail, but I kept trying The Color of Magic and just...eeeeehhhh. I have seen The Hogfather film/TV adaptation though! That's something?
Anyway, I grabbed a Mort flyer. And we read it. And we laughed.
And then we bought tickets.
AND THEN WE SAW IT.
The show was, objectively, pretty amateur. But it was so much fun, and hilarious, and the effects were startlingly really good. The transition of Death's death-ness to Mort was done through voice modification and it was SEAMLESS. And the swing actor who played Mort's dad was pretty funny.
The wizard was played by a woman, so I wasn't sure what gender the wizard was supposed to be, but she was funny as well. And Mort and Ysabell were quite good, although their romance was a bit...abrupt? Mort was ADORABLE and then AWESOME. Any particularly emotional scene was startlingly well-done after the obvious comedy focus of the rest of the play.
Anyway, it was great. Turns out the my friends thought I chose the play because I'd read the book (oops) but we all had a good time. A pretty nerdy start to a REALLY nerdy trip.
(This entry is also posted on Dreamwidth.org. Feel free to comment on either site. Although my dreamwidth background has space! Spaaaace!)