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A review by pickett22
The Lady's Not for Burning by Christopher Fry
5.0
I love it. Such a wonderful little play!!
Second read:
It's not really fair to say this was a second read, because I was just IN this play (as Jennet) so I've been through it dozens of times this summer, memorizing huge sections of it and driving it into my physical being for almost four months. After looking at it in such intense detail for so long I feel fairly confident in saying this is one of my favourite plays of all times.
Even on the night of our last performance when the whole thing was as familiar to me as this keyboard under my fingers, I still cracked up. It's so clever and funny and bombastic that my carpool was still having interesting conversations about individual lines and moments, even as we drove to opening night. It's so human that I saw myself in every character at some point, from Thomas' desolation to Margret's cold hearted statement that "sin is so inconvenient." And in amongst all the jokes and the criticism and the lechery is an ever present sweetness that prevents the whole thing from being nihilistic.
What can we do to make life worth living? How can we save each other? Where can we go to find hope and happiness? And in the end, no, love doesn't change the world, but maybe we can draw it up over our eyes for a while and maybe we're allowed to take up space in the world, even on our darkest nights, even those of us who don't conform to the mean, even those who were come across instead of born, and even those who just wanted to be happy.
Second read:
It's not really fair to say this was a second read, because I was just IN this play (as Jennet) so I've been through it dozens of times this summer, memorizing huge sections of it and driving it into my physical being for almost four months. After looking at it in such intense detail for so long I feel fairly confident in saying this is one of my favourite plays of all times.
Even on the night of our last performance when the whole thing was as familiar to me as this keyboard under my fingers, I still cracked up. It's so clever and funny and bombastic that my carpool was still having interesting conversations about individual lines and moments, even as we drove to opening night. It's so human that I saw myself in every character at some point, from Thomas' desolation to Margret's cold hearted statement that "sin is so inconvenient." And in amongst all the jokes and the criticism and the lechery is an ever present sweetness that prevents the whole thing from being nihilistic.
What can we do to make life worth living? How can we save each other? Where can we go to find hope and happiness? And in the end, no, love doesn't change the world, but maybe we can draw it up over our eyes for a while and maybe we're allowed to take up space in the world, even on our darkest nights, even those of us who don't conform to the mean, even those who were come across instead of born, and even those who just wanted to be happy.