Tuesday, May 07, 2002

Just got back from This is Our Youth. It's a great play - written by Kenneth Lonergan, who I'm 76% sure is the writer of the forthcoming movie Gangs of New York (all star cast, financed by some London-made-good-bloke, delayed because of the similarities with 9/11). It was a good evening, but J, who saw it with the previous (not so famous) cast, agreed with me that Matt, Casey and Summer, whilst pretty to look at, were not great stage actors. Good, but not great.


There's a certain degree of life mirroring art; Casey and Summer are a real life couple playing a real life couple getting it together, against the back drop of the eighties New York drug scene. That would be a bit like the one that River Phoenix died in. And then Casey's character does a long monologue about a sibling dying.


It was the first night with the new cast, so there were loads of press people and naice girlies telling regular punters they couldn't have a complimentary glass of champagne, and overhead lots of people talking about the afterparty at Teatro.

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