The reviews sounded interesting and Geraint Wyn Davies had a lead role, so while it had not been part of our original Canadian Stage package, we added it.
I was fascinated from the beginning, partly because of the discussions of music, which reminded me of Madeleine Thien’s book (Do not tell us we have nothing) which I have just finished reading. Music is a world that is closed to me – I can hear it and like it, but I know too little to be able to have more than a casual relationship with it. The passion of a musician is foreign to me. The play also had hints of Six Degrees of Separation – who is this young woman and what does she know?
The stories are interesting, the characters uniformly well acted and the staging was unusual with blackouts marking the start of a new scene. Any parent can relate to the pain of losing a child; divorce is common; career pauses are not unusual and passion for a new career, or a new lover are all standard themes for a play. They just do not all come in the same play very often.
For an hour and forty five minutes (no intermission) the audience sat enthralled, wondering where this would go. How would it end? How could it end? and when the end came, the shock kept us all in silence until the lights came back up for the curtain call.
I liked Wyn Davies as Emil Stein and Leslie Hope as Liv, but they were well suppoted by Marc Andre Blanchard as Henri, Nicola Correia-Damude as Helene, Caroline Gillis as SImone and Sheila Ingabire-Isaro as Lore. I especially look forward to seeing more of Ingabire-Isaro.