Play With Matches scores with solid preparation, elegant presentation, awesome amibience, ambitious scripting and audacious acting. Best of all, this is a community-minded endeavor through and through. These are Westville’s own ghosts, scared up by of New Haven’s most enterprising theater companies.
Lift your lighters high in their honor.
of Play With Matches, by A Broken Umbrella Theatre.
‘Left alone, it’s difficult to see the point of doing things you used to do together. Which is very undermining.’
‘How can I say if this is my last time there? It may be my last time anywhere. I don’t know when my soul will be required of me.
‘However, if you mean I ought to be conducting every night as though it were my last, I think that’s very good advice.’
Conductor Colin Davis, on the loss of his wife and whether his upcoming trip to the U.S. will be his last.
n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life, a mood whose only known cure is the vuvuzela.
Do you know what a summer rain is?
To start with, pure beauty striking the summer sky, awe-filled respect absconding with your heart, a feeling of insignificance at the very heart of the sublime, so fragile and swollen with the majesty of things, trapped, ravished, amazed by the bounty of the world.
And then, you pace up and down a corridor and suddenly enter a room full of light. Another dimension, a certainty just born. The body is no longer a prison, your spirit roams the clouds, you possess the power of water, happy days are in store, in this new birth.
Just as teardrops, when they are large and round and compassionate, can leave a long strand washed clean of discord, the summer rain as it washes away the motionless dust can bring to a person’s soul something like endless breathing.
That is the way a summer rain can take hold in you - like a new heart, beating in time with another’s.