My brother Bernard put his finger on what was wrong with this reading. One of the actors acted. I’ve never thought to articulate this before, but it is quite a different matter to read a part than to act it. Probably you have to be a reader to appreciate this and coming from a family who read out loud as part of growing up, this should have been obvious to me.
How lucky are we in Melbourne to have the Red Dwarf hologram, Jane Montgomery Griffiths, now resident here? She read, read fabulously and to be honest I would have been content for her to do the whole lot.
As usual for The Stork, and deservedly so, the performance was packed out. Even though it missed the mark for us, it was still well worthy of seeing. In fact both Bernard and I came home planning to pull out our Homers. Enough said…
