The Pop-up Globe's Twelfth Night gives an idea of the atmosphere at the original Globe Theatre over 400 years ago - with added electric lights and exit signs, of course. Photo / Supplied
Pop-up theatre's performance is full of delights.
'For the rain it raineth every day," Feste sings in the celebratory finale of Twelfth Night, and right on cue a subtropical downpour cascaded through the open roof of the building which recreates the dimensions of a structure that once housed Shakespeare's players.
For the intrepid souls standing in for
the "groundlings", the deluge only enhanced the jubilation of an experience that shows what it might have been like for the crowd who filled the Globe over 400 years ago.
It is difficult to overstate the impact of seeing Shakespeare in this space. With no attempt to hide modern materials, the skeletal structure seems to strip away the layers of pomposity that cling to heavily conceptualised modern productions.
You begin to see how the building itself contributed to an artistic revolution forged by a hard-working band of players and a poetic genius who created a radically new understanding of what it means to be human. Acutely sensitive to the democratic vitality of Shakespeare's vision, director Miles Gregory establishes a wonderfully informal vibe that has the players merging into the crowd in front of the stage. But there is plenty of craft beneath the interactive chaos.
