A Northern Broadsides production. In the round, which means that some scenes are mildly obscured. Done at quite a lick with some amusing scenes (the sheep, the sheep!), with Rosalind’s performance giving it dynamism. It went all out on being inclusive and ungendered. Gender was portrayed as something that you wear as lightly as you wear your clothes: coat stands for the trees in the forest and clothes hanging from the ceiling. A play about outcasts, cross-dressing and mirror opposites can take that kind of treatment. Jaques was slightly incomprehensible to me, which was a pity.
Yeah, it was OK.