Gord and I saw Cyrano de Bergerac at the Stratford Festival this afternoon. It was at the Festival Theatre.
Despite his swashbuckling heroism and rapier wit, Cyrano thinks himself unworthy – because of his enormous nose – to be loved by the beauteous Roxane. Instead, he uses his gift for language to woo her for his comrade-in-arms, Christian. But when tragedy strikes, will Cyrano take his secret to the grave?
One of the 19th-century theatre’s most heartbreakingly romantic tales, packed with exhilarating swordplay, grand passion and dazzling repartee.
I don't usually like period pieces. But I picked this one because Colm Feore is Cyrano (he was just in 24, one of Gord's fav shows) and there is fencing (Gord's a fencer).
I must say that I really enjoy it! Feore does an excellent job as Cyrano and I got caught up in the story. There's a large cast and it's about three hours.
It took a while in the beginning to get used to the way they speak. It's very fast and very 1700ish. And it rhymed at times.
If you get a chance, you should go see it.