A couple of weeks ago, we caught another play at the Looking Glass Theater, a cozy performance space located within the Water Tower. This time, it was the adaption of Marguerite Duras’ novel, The North China Lover, which is based on her adolescent steamy love affair with a rich Chinese man in Northern Vietnam one summer in the 1930s.
Too lazy to detail the plot, and review the play. But I’ll say this: Three things struck me in particular. One, the acting was natural, but intense. Two, the lighting was gorgeous. Three, the narration, which sometimes sounded like directions to a screenplay, was so beautifully poetic and evocative. That last was what stayed with us the whole evening.
Afterwards, Jeff rented a copy of the 1992 film The Lover, which was based on the same period of Duras’ life. It lacked the immediacy and intimacy of the play somehow though.