Rain stopped other play, so to Brighton to see a production of Mahabarata. Previously at Sadler's Wells.
Baffling story that I'll read up later, and great walky/dancy movements. Strong, shining music and colourful swishy design. But where was the puppet/video stuff? Tall pokey bum-numbing theatre. Cheap seats you see, or rather you don't see because they are half a mile from the stage.
Still, not complaining, and the old lady by the sea's always good for a laugh. Now, if only we can work out a smoother way of getting there. I'm thinking a pincer movement to Shoreham, and a little hop on the train.
Image courtesy of Swami Gaurangapada