I think they thought they were doing a proper #dramatic performance, not #satire or #farce. It was in one of the tiniest theatres I've ever seen; there were only 3 rows of about 8 seats each. The front row was only a meter from the stage, just enough room for people to people to walk in.

The #stage was tiny, a meter deep with nothing but a curtain as their backdrop and just a couple of props, like the chair. The performers were at the edge of the stage, within arm's reach of the audience. We were in the first row, but thankfully we were at one end of the row, so there was about 3 meters between me and Lady MacBeth. I was barely able to contain my laughter; if I had been in the center, with Lady MacBeth looking directly into my eyes while MacBeth was engaging in his business and she was delivering her monologue, I never could have kept it together.

It was one of the strangest things I've ever seen. I suppose that's why it was part of a Fringe festival.

I don't remember the name of the company that performed it, or if they called their performance something other than #MacBeth. I don't remember what bits they cut and what they performed. But Lady MacBeth giving it her all, with her #rump raised to her husband and he keeping time with it, will remain burned in my #memory until the end of my days.

If anyone else out there saw this #performance, please speak up. Sometimes I wonder if it was all just a fever #dream.

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#bizarre #OMG #TheScottishPlay #BreakALeg