We finally made it down to our beloved Chichester to catch Shakespeare’s cautionary tale of passion, power and betrayal in ancient Greece and Rome on its’ very last day. Starring Sex and the City’s resident cougar Kim Cattrall, who made a radiantly bitchy Amanda in Noel Coward’s Private Lives a couple of years ago, and big-hitting Shakespearian thespian Michael Pennington, Chichester has never let us down yet and we were hoping for more of the same on a sunny Saturday afternoon at the fag end of the Summer.
I would love to file a full report but we went to a party back in London straight after the play where we behaved like teenagers let loose in a brewery and didn't get home until 6am. I can barely remember the past 24 hours, but can vaguely recall that Kim Cattrall acted her socks off and looked about 32 and Michael Pennington shouted a lot. My favourite was Martin Hutson as a waspishly petulant Caesar. Oh and the costume metaphors featured Egyptians mostly barefoot in floaty white muslin and the Romans tightly buttoned in uniforms and suits.
It’s closed now so whatever I say will make even less difference than it normally does - Antony and Cleopatra