JOAN: This was an incredibly fantastic show! What was? Why, the Sunday evening performance of Toyland and A Christmas Tale, of course, created, designed, produced and presented by the Shirley McDouall School of Dance at our fine Opera House.
It was a hot, very hot evening, a packed out theatre and, among proud parents and grandparents, were an awful lot of young children, excited for their siblings no doubt, but obliged to pay attention for more than two hours. There was no rushing out to the loo, shuffling about, talking loudly or leaving the building ... because this performance offered the true magic of theatre and they were spellbound. We all were!
This performance consisted of clever sets, props and lighting, costumes to die for and music totally evocative of the mood on stage. Energy and delight in their work never faltered. The stories portrayed were captivating and paced to perfection. None of this would have come to such marvellous fruition if each and every one of the performers had not offered skill and total dedication to their part in it.
Sometimes the need to involve every student in a show leads to tedium and a forced repertoire. Not tonight! Every student had presence, understanding of characterisation, awareness of the need to 'play' the audience and enough rehearsal time, commitment and downright determination to offer their very best for the delighted audience.
The tinies are always a joy as they wave to mum or look, glazed eyed, about them or simply stop dead midstream. They are the future, however, and something of the tradition and self-discipline rubs off on them and they progress onwards to be a slick, sharp group of elves, a Christmas Carol Tapper, an amazing Jack and Jill. Further time at this renowned school brings students more awareness of interpreting the music, as did the gypsies, perfectly synchronised soldiers, spirits past, present and future in the ambitious and superbly choreographed interpretation of A Christmas Carol.
Not a move out of place, not a step wrong, exhilarating and moving. I glanced around often and never saw a dad wishing he was elsewhere or a child not totally held by colour, special moments and a story so well expressed through the understanding offered to us by dance.