I'm in a rickety old lift. Crammed in with 30 others. Plus a lady dressed in 60's glamour, giving us the down-low on who's who.
The lift doors open up to a pitch black room. I slowly make my way down a corridor and before you know it, I'm transported to LA in the 1960's...
Actually it is the set of the theatre production; The Drowned Man, at Temple Studios. 4 floors of sets with different actors and actresses wandering around in character.
And 'we' as the audience were immersed into the thick of it. Our faces covered by white masks, making it easy to identify who were the audience and who were the cast.
It was a little bit eerie to begin with. The sets were quiet if none of the cast were around and you had to go in search of the action. It took a few minutes to get into the rhythm of it and figure out who was best to follow.
Due to the individual journeys the 4 of us in our group took throughout the 3 hour theatre production, we each got a different angle on the fatal love triangle and story that we saw.
Between us, we managed to piece the story together and get an understanding of what it was all about. Although I'm sure there were many scenes and parts of the story that we all had missed.
But overall it was a great theatre experience. Something you were a part of, rather than just a spectator.
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