Liz and I went to see Richard III at The Egg tonight: the one that begins with "Now is the winter of our discontent" and ends with "A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse". But this wasn't just any Shakespeare, this was Sam Mendes & Kevin Spacey's celebrated production, and lived up to expectations. Spacey was evil incarnate, with fabulous limp and hunchbank; the set & lighting were wonderful too, but not so much that they detracted; and there were surprises (the odd but highly effective video section halfway through). It's one of the Bard's longest plays, but it fair flashed by.
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