I was asked if was interested. Naturally I said yes. (Me, turn down a trip to the theatre? Not very likely.)
Looking at the picture (that weirdly keeps unrotating itself) you can see the complimentary program we got that would have cost at the very least €12 at home.
The play is designed as an immersive experience so all the action take place on a space with the seats facing down on two opposite sides. It's a little rough (Every sentence has a fuck in it) so not one for Granny I fear.
It was good, the acting was good, the settings atmospheric and it was very interesting. (The slow motion wire death was hella' surprising though.) There was lots of bangs and flashes to simulate gunfire and mortars and it worked quite well. They turned up the sound a little too loud at the end though.
On the other hand they didn't speak in a Scottish accent or dialect having cut out the 'dinnae' and other similar phrases but they kept them in the broadcast subtitles which we were a bit confused by. The non-English speakers would have been far more troubled by this. We wondered why it wasn't the other way round. It was still very good but the characters didn't really sound Scottish with the script so carefully excised. They sounded a bit too English.
The theatre had a shuttle but it was within walking distance of our subway station so we decided to walk. It was quite steep but the area was beautiful.
On the way home, Helen and I went to Insa-dong where we stopped for a euhm...random jam session.
We sat on the stools and picked up instruments and banged away. Helen has actually played drums but she was nice enough to let me try this big drum thing that I don't the name of but it was a lot like a bodhran.
An unexpected diversion.
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