One way to the UK?

Well just quickly, before I forget it (though that’s not likely!) last night Mara got us free tickets (thru Jasmine her boss) to go and see In Celebration! the play by David Storey, starring Orlando Bloom! But even better than that, when we got there (we didn’t realise til this morning that last night was the opening night) there were press people and cameras everywhere, and when taxis and cars pulled up at the front of the theatre’s main doors the cameras were crowding them like I’ve never seen before – it was a hectic scene! So we stood there for a minutes, then thought hmm we’ve actually got tickets, we’re not just here to gawk at people arriving and so we asked a security guard off the side what we need to do, and he was like ‘oh you need to go in the front main doors’ so as we squeezed in thru the throngs of press and people towards the main doors, security was pushing them back and some were like ‘oh oh orlando must be coming now oh oh’ and we were walking in the doors thinking oh jeez, orlando could be walking in right behind us! Before it dawned that he, being in the play, would already be inside ready to perform….. So there we are, standing there in the foyer and noticing we forgot to buy water earlier to we went to get water and a program and as we’re looking around the foyer we spot someone, pretty hot, who looks pretty familiar… in a hollywood movie kind of familiar. So after quiet discussion and noticing girls taking pics of this fella standing near us (like 1/2 a meter away) we realised that he was in fact James Franco – the guy from Spiderman (goblin or something) and from X-Men etc, etc!    What a goegeous face and smile and so close up! We were tempted to be rude and turn around after our purchases and ‘accidentally’ knock into him, but decided not to. haha. So we went upstairs to the Upper Circle (hey, the tix were free remember) and he appeared up there too (private box I bet) so even more perve time! I think seeing him was nicer than Orlando, especially as Orlando has grown a moustache for the role of Steven! Anyway, enough drool-talk. The play was really good, and I think would have been good even without Orlando as Paul Hilton was the main guy who carried the whole story.

Some reviews have appeared today, this excerpt from The Guardian:

This revival of David Storey’s 1969 drama exactly doubles the number of straight plays by living British dramatists in the West End. Even then, one assumes it owes its life largely to Orlando Bloom’s theatrical debut. It is a melancholy situation – but one can report Storey’s tough and sturdy play stands the test of time, and that Bloom should guarantee it a young audience.

 Storey’s family reunion is fraught with tension. Three sons travel up to a Yorkshire mining town to celebrate their parents’ 40th wedding anniversary, and reveal their degrees of disfigurement. Colin, a miner’s son, is now a middle-management careerist. Silently depressive Steven, a married teacher with four children, has now abandoned writing his epic social novel. But the most volatile is Andrew, who has given up the law to be an artist, and nurses a grievance over his childhood exclusion after the death of a fourth brother. 

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