Saturday 25 April 2015

In the Gods with the Chickens

At the meeting of the dissolution of the association of Les Amis du Théâtre Blossac, it was agreed to offer members a ticket to the theatre.  I haven't ever attended a French Play in a French theatre, so with a free ticket as gratitude for the very little support I gave in the last ten years to the restoration of this ancient theatre, I watched a performance of 'Public or not Public' by La Compagnie Théâtrale de l'Esquisse - if you wish you can read about them at this link.
In February 2014, I produced six postings about this Theatre.  The first is here for those who wish to read about it.
I hadn't ever been up to 'the Gods' in France before, so I was delighted to be near Paradise for two hours. I could almost touch the painted ceiling depicting mythological characters.
In France this uppermost part of the theatre is called 'le poulailler'.  Chickens roost up high.
I am not chicken, nor a chicken, and far from being a God or Goddess.
I didn't understand most of the vocabulary in the drama but could understand some words and phrases. I could enjoy most of the humour, the mime, the action, the audience participation, the music, the singing. It was fun.  It was lovely to laugh.  It was amazing to look down upon a stage and its actors.  Within the play there were sketches about Roman Gladiators and Caesar, the Globe Theatre and Shakespeare's plays, plus Carmen mimed to operatic song.  At the end, Strauss's 'Also Sprach Zarathustra' resounded loudly, whilst the four actors returned to prehistory, acting as apes as in the beginning of the Performance. One expected to see Lucie.  It was a fantastic French 'comedie'.  
A stage view
of the uppermost levels.
Four actors present and represent
 in mask and mime,
with fun, light, sound and action.
whilst THIS POSITION  is the nearest to YE GODS and the furthest from the stage. I climbed up higher when every other chicken had left its roost!
It was enough to make one dizzy;  tread slowly, carefully in case of slipping on new wood.
yet, the angel was watching nakedly...
in the theatrical heavens of PARADISE....

1 comment:

  1. What a stunning theatre. The view certainly does look yo be one from the 'gods'!

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