I actually did see All's Well That Ends Well on Friday with three friends, and it was a delight. Two of my friends had waited in line for four hours at the Shakespeare in the Park office, and graciously got two extra tickets, one for me and another for a friend of mine.
The show had very, very fine acting. It retained the Shakespearean acting, but some of the inflection and delivery on throwaway/transitional lines (i.e. something flippant a character might say as s/he was exiting) was very modern. Never having seen All's Well before, the delivery made the lines understandable. The ending, too, was ambiguous - did he really fall in love with her, or was he resigned to make the best of the situation? That's one for contemplation and discussion.
The best part was the setting. There was the stage, and just beyond it was a pond with rushes and algae covering part of the lake. But the set of the play - a double collonnade hung with a few curtains - was beatufil. So simple, yet so elegant, and it was like living alfresco and having a constant view onto the lake.
And the very best part? Getting to see fireflies light up every now and then, either above me or over the water. Truly magical.
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