One thing I didn’t realise about Google Moon: zoom allll the way in.
It’s been a pretty crap week at home and at work, but I didn’t realise how much it was affecting me until I was walking home last night. I passed a guy sitting in his car, who looked out at me, then followed me halfway down the street telling me to cheer up.
Otoh, I saw ‘The House of Bernarda Alba‘ at the National last night. The last Lorca play I saw was ‘Blood Wedding’, I hadn’t realise how funny, if darkly funny, he could be. There were some excellent lines – the housekeeper character seemed to be a conduit for his own biting observations – but some clunky modernisms rang falsely.
I’m seeing Henry IV Part 2 tonight.