If theatre companies in this city wish to complain about funding cuts and lack of skilled volunteers, then they owe it to themselves and to the patrons paying for their shows to quit cutting corners and attempting to pass off cobbled-together productions as quality material.
Tonight marked the second stand-alone show in two days that had been crippled by disgraceful displays of negligence and amateurism from behind the scenes. New performance elements introduced with no rehearsal time, incompetent and unskilled staff employed to handle crucial tasks, and unfit venues charging inflated prices for a sub-par experience were some of the more visible examples of the failures, and I feel as if I have to apologise for the people I know that came to see the show and were left disappointed by factors completely out of my control.
For the first time I feel ashamed of a production I’m a part of.
What a vile disgrace.
I think that if voldemort really wanted to kill harry potter the night the spell didn’t work on him he could’ve just picked him up and thrown him out a window given the fact that he was a one year old infant