Matinee at the NAC

One of the perks of my new job is that I can sometimes get complimentary tickets to a few NAC shows. This came in handy for when I wanted to go check out The Little Years by John Mighton, who is also the playwright for the show I'm rehearsing, Possible Worlds.

So I got two tickets for the matinee performance and, one quick group email later, I had found a companion to join me.

The first thing I noticed when we took our seats was the sea of blue hair surrounding us.

"Right," I thought. "This IS a matinee." My friend pointed out later that he felt like he had just walked in to an OLT audience, which was a very fair assessment.

I liked the show. However, once again, the acting class critic stuck her nasty nose in and prevented me from thoroughly enjoying the show. For example, at the beginning of the play, the mother stares out into the audience and calls out to her son. Well, I really didn't believe that there was a park in front of her and that she was really looking for someone. The actors' energy was also pretyt low, but I blame the old matinee syndrome for that. I tried not to let all this distract me from the rest of the play. There were some very strong moments. The mother was fantastic in this nursing home scene and I really enjoyed the younger woman in the play.

All in all, I'm happy I got to see it and to learn a bit more about Mighton's other work.