We bought tickets for the local Am-dram pantomime, billed as Pinocchio. We’ve enjoyed the recent previous local pantomimes. This year’s was different. While there were individual sparkling performances and moments, they were erratic. The spectacle lost its way. It seemed to be divorced from the main age group it was meant to entertain. The story line just did not cohere. I admit I had begun to doze by the time the interval arrived.
The second half of Pinocchio continued in the same vein. The cast were enjoying their drawn out adult antics. One mum, whose daughter was playing in the performance, commented, it was a long pantomime, rather too long.
The three lively young lads sitting behind us (all aged about 11 years) sounded as if they had been planted to hiss, boo, call out “he’s behind you” whistle, clap and “Ooh”, or, “Aah”. I told them they were very entertaining and they thanked me! Their antics helped, more-or-less, keep me awake. :>
There’s a real art to keeping pantomime lively, and appropriately entertaining. This was a case where less would have been a feast. It’s a shame, because all the potential ingredients and stagecraft were there.