live theatre...

This past weekend I went to NYC with some friends. My first time in the Big Apple, or what some call the "Rotten Apple." We took in some of the sites the Guggenheim, Times Square, Chinatown, Little Italy, Central Park, etc. On Saturday night we went to a play called Ivanov. It was written in 1887 by Anton Chekhov. It is an interesting Russian existential play where the main character, Nikolai, is searching for meaning and relationship in his life. The performance was very well done and covered the spectrum from hilarious to sad. It was interesting to notice the differences between theatre and film. Although both have acting it requires more work to draw the audiences attention to what you want them to see. Film has the constraints of making people see only what you want to. The set design for this play was not all that good, but the actors made the story easy to follow.