Quidam: a nameless passer-by, a solitary figure lingering on a street corner, a person rushing past. It could be anyone, anybody. Someone coming, going, living in our anonymous society. A member of the crowd, one of the silent majority. The one who cries out, sings and dreams within us all. This is the "quidam" that Cirque du Soleil is celebrating.
Twelfth Night morphs seamlessly between romantic comedy, manners comedy, farce and tragedy. They are all true.
David Freeman
Director
ahh...just in honorable mention, CLAYTON (hey dude) is the first and uncontested only person I've chatted with on my laptop. rounds of applause all around. thank you. pls visit his wondrous new blog at http://eminere.blogspot.com (wait, do i get paid for shamelessly plugging your blog?? HUH??)
Now a special mention for Eminere for having set up a blog to air his musty mind on thoughts he's been storing up for years and years without allowing as as much as a small tour around... Look over to your right, people and visit the inner trappings of Eminere's mind! I assure you that it shall proudly be one of the blogs you will display on your collection of links and frequently visit - once he actually puts up more thoughts... :-D So go forth, yes, forthwards and click on that link which will transport you to links you never knew existed! [Enough of redress? Or did you mean re-dress? Like you know... New clothes? :-P]
