What You Will

I attended an absolutely marvelous performance of Twelfth Night this evening with Jen, a friend with whom I've shared a couple of classes during my time here at Madison. The production was originally playing at the venue where I saw Othello last month, and the American Players Theatre has been touring since their outdoor venue closed for the season. The final showing was this one in Memorial Union, which apparently contains a rather impressive little theatre. I was surprised by the muted ending to an otherwise uproarious comedy (a choice by Shakespeare, not the directors), but it didn't feel out of place. My only quarrel with the entire to-do was that we were stuck indoors on such a fine night as tonight.