On Friday I went to see a production of Wyrd Sisters (original book by Terry Pratchett, adapted for stage by Stephen Briggs) at the Arts Centre, Aberystwyth, because this is where I live.
Being a massive Pratchett fan, I've read Wyrd Sisters several times, and was pleased to find the adaptation both accurate and not missing many parts from the book. I wasn't sure the 'voices of the Gods' representing narrative explanation worked very well, as they seemed incongruously Grecian and formal, but at the same time I can't think of any other way they could effectively put across background information without forcing contrived and overly knowing conversation between some of the characters.
Not all of the cast fitted their parts, physically speaking (for example, Hwel the dwarf was about 6 foot tall), but the acting was generally well done. In particular, the Duke was very effective, and Granny Weatherwax, despite being rather young, which can't be helped, played the part very well and had wonderful presence.
While there were only a few sets and props, they were convincing enough with suspension of disbelief, and to me, anyway, the background isn't overly important compared to the characters and action. The lack of equipment only really jarred at one point, when Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg are supposed to fly around the kingdom of Lancre on broomsticks.
In general, it was a very enjoyable production, keeping much of the original humour from the book, and worth watching if it appears anywhere near you.
Thought of the day: There only seem to be a limited variety of faces out there, combined in different ways. Surely there should then be people somewhere who look exactly like you, purely by coincidence?
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