The Snowman
I probably won’t have time to update as much anymore. It’s my last week, and I have a lot of papers to write. I’d also like to suck all I can out of London. I’m not sure how much time there will be between work and play.
Last night, Shann and I saw The Snowman, the panto I was really looking forward to. It was good, even if a little weird. Some of the costumes were very unusual—the snowman, for instance is HUGE, in both height and circumference. Now that I’m older, too, I was also perturbed by the “Chinese” snowman with slanty eyes and an inclination to bow excessively. In addition to this, there were only two women in the show. One was the mother. The other was a ballerina who was the snowman’s and scary ice man’s object of desire. There is not too much substance to her character besides dancing prettily. The snowman abandons the ballerina at the end of the play without even a goodbye. Out of pity, Santa Claus gives her a small stuffed version of the snowman and then motions to indicate that the snowman will never come back again.
The end was also very sad when the boy wakes up to find the melted remains of his magical friend. It made me want to cry.
The snowman is a great production for children and their parents. This makes it interesting for everyone else. We were lucky to get running commentary from dozens of children. Popular among them were those translucent spaghetti lights—perfect toys to swing around in the darkness (either to the beat of the music or not to the beat of the music—your choice).
Actually, the kids were really cute and added a lot to the show. When the really loved a scene, they would jump faster and faster and at the end yell, “AGAIN!!!”
Surprisingly, the other present demographic was young couples. They had a somewhat different reaction from the kids—not quite as vocal and sans fun light toys. They looked straight ahead politely.
Right on, Snowman!
(no picture today because I forgot my camera. Took some with Shann’s though, so those are coming your way.)
Last night, Shann and I saw The Snowman, the panto I was really looking forward to. It was good, even if a little weird. Some of the costumes were very unusual—the snowman, for instance is HUGE, in both height and circumference. Now that I’m older, too, I was also perturbed by the “Chinese” snowman with slanty eyes and an inclination to bow excessively. In addition to this, there were only two women in the show. One was the mother. The other was a ballerina who was the snowman’s and scary ice man’s object of desire. There is not too much substance to her character besides dancing prettily. The snowman abandons the ballerina at the end of the play without even a goodbye. Out of pity, Santa Claus gives her a small stuffed version of the snowman and then motions to indicate that the snowman will never come back again.
The end was also very sad when the boy wakes up to find the melted remains of his magical friend. It made me want to cry.
The snowman is a great production for children and their parents. This makes it interesting for everyone else. We were lucky to get running commentary from dozens of children. Popular among them were those translucent spaghetti lights—perfect toys to swing around in the darkness (either to the beat of the music or not to the beat of the music—your choice).
Actually, the kids were really cute and added a lot to the show. When the really loved a scene, they would jump faster and faster and at the end yell, “AGAIN!!!”
Surprisingly, the other present demographic was young couples. They had a somewhat different reaction from the kids—not quite as vocal and sans fun light toys. They looked straight ahead politely.
Right on, Snowman!
(no picture today because I forgot my camera. Took some with Shann’s though, so those are coming your way.)
posted by Noelle at 8:07 PM
1 Comments:
enjoy your last bit of time in london-town. it's always tough that last week so i wish you all the best. i'll be home from the 18th-28th. see you then!!!!
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