King Lear


OK, I will be honest. I really tried to enjoy the National Theatre production of King Lear, I really did. Never before have I so easily been able to view a proper British theatrical production. And this one had everything going for it - a very personal script from William Shakespeare, the headline involvement of Sir Derek Jacobi in the lead cast, and an authentic performance taking place at the Donmar Warehouse Theatre. Not to mention a chance for me, a Brisbanite, to view the production from the comfort of the Dendy Portside Cinema seats, with a glass of red wine and a bucket of popcorn to boot? What wasn’t there to like?
Sadly, not a lot. So what went wrong? And why did I find myself focussing more on sending secret SMS messages during the last third of the production, rather than focussing on the cinema screen the gorgeous 1080p stream was being projected onto?