I am still reeling from Martin Freeman’s tour de force as Richard III. In a totally monumental bit of miscommunication, husband and I managed to book the matinee performance of The Crucible on the same day as the evening one of Richard III.
As it happened, it didn’t really matter. As my husband said, over a quick bite by Leicester Square after a taxi ride from Waterloo, “I’m really ready for Shakespeare this evening.” As was I.
We were totally, totally blown away by MF’s performance. We knew MF as Tim from The Office. As John Watson. As the embarrassingly ineffectual then coldly calculating Lester in Fargo.
We wondered how that would (or, possibly, would not) translate to the leading role in such a powerfully well-known play.
Astonishingly, is the answer. Martin Freeman’s performance was amazing.