I know how unbelievably cold the wind feels when I am walking my puppy Bravo along the
I re-read Chapter 5 in Gaston Leroux’s “Phantom of the Opera” last night and tried to imagine the scene as it would have been and how we were going to recreate the scene onstage in our production at the Players Theatre. The cold – can you imagine the bone-chilling cold (every pun intended)? I know that even in the summer Perros, a small sea-side town in the north of
Such great imagery comes to mind as I relive Leroux’s descriptions of the icy darkness. What theatrical devices will we employ to literally transport the audience to this pious event in Perros? The streams of moonlight casting shadows are a lighting designers dream and will surely create a feast for the spectator eyes. But I feel our ears with have the finest treat of all. Under the artistic guidance of composer, Michael Sgouros, the pit of two percussionists and a cello player will conjure up the haunting sound effects and music we desire. Imagine the tingle down your spine as the iron gates of the church-yard piercingly squeal upon opening, resounding off the tiny, poor tombstones. Tap your toes to the rhythm of the skulls and bones dancing among the graves. Catch your breath as the church bells announce and Christine hears her dead father playing his violin.
Oh yes, we will be in that desolate graveyard on a bitter cold winter’s night and watch it come to life before your eyes. Wind and thunder mixed with fear and frost – this is the magic theatre is made off. Bone-chilling and hair-raising – I hope!
Until next time – Be Bold!