I find my own writing verbose and passive, which is probably why I don’t post as often as I’d like. I read other personal blogs, like Megan’s Head and Defective Yeti, and I long to have their skill with the written word. The ability to make a point, set a scene, tap into my emotions or just to twist that critical knife in a minimum of words is something I long to do.
To demonstrate my own sorry skills I will point out another blog that I read on a semi-regular bases: the real review. It’s the blog of Brent Meersman, a theatre critic, author and all round raconteur. He has just done a review for Merchant of Venice for the Mail & Guardian which has in a couple of lines has summed up my take on the the production. Scroll down for my own layman review. I will quote from his review here to illustrate:
And Jeremy Crutchley is everything one wants in such a Shylock. His performance is studied, nuanced and moving, and his Shylock’s humiliation a masterclass in achieving dramatic impact. Graham Weir, as the merchant Antonio, is a perfect counterpart, as refined and controlled. The two play exceptionally well off one another.
And this:
This fault line is exacerbated by the vast gap between Crutchley and Weir’s naturalism, and the uninspiring leads (Clayton Boyd as Bassanio and Tessa Jubber as Portia) with their supporting cast who with a few exceptions (such as John Caviggia) are over the top, vulgarised, comic mummers.
There, my whole rambling review summed up with both economy and eloquence. But I must admit that I didn’t find Tessa Jubber that uninspiring and I’d be very happy to see her in more productions.
My writing is like a monsoon on the senses whereas people like Megan, Brent and Matthew refresh like a summer shower.
Read Brent’s review here and then go and see the show, Jeremy and Graham need to be seen and appreciated.