Everyone remembers the classic fairytale, written by Hans Christian Andersen in 1835, “The Princess and the Pea.” The critics of the time didn’t like it, and I had always shared t
Everyone remembers the classic fairytale, written by Hans Christian Andersen in 1835, “The Princess and the Pea.” The critics of the time didn’t like it, and I had always shared this feeling. The story seemed anticlimactic and more than a little unrealistic.
When I walked into Heritage Square’s Music Hall, I was slightly dubious and wary. This was a story that had always bored me and I had always considered it lacking in any excitement. I had no doubt that Rory Pierce and his cast could make this into an interesting and exciting play; the only question was…How?
And in that little theatre, surrounded by chattering children and exhausted-looking adults, I witnessed nothing short of an act of magic. This bland little story that had never delighted me as other fairytales had done became a whole new world to which I now gladly surrendered myself. I laughed with the audience as blundering King Roderick and Sir Reginald scampered to and fro trying to hide behind a very small and inadequate tree stump. I put all pride behind me when I got up on stage with others in the audience and joined the two clownish characters in a ridiculous dance. And I sympathized with poor Angelica, having suffered many such nights myself.
Running through September 1st, this comical, sweet, and touching musical surpassed all other plays that I have had the fortune to witness in that quaint little theatre. Rory Pierce has, once again, written and directed a masterpiece that has captured my heart, and it is one that I will not forget in a hurry.