I apologize this is a weekend late, it hasn't been a very successful couple of days as of late.
So I will just proceed with the review.
The Language Archive is essentially the tale of learning how to communicate with others, from expressing oneself to another human being or clarifying truths for a self image. The story begins with George and Mary, a married couple soon to separate from each other because Mary feels a lack of love and expression from George, who cannot for the life of him express his love for her. This making it ironic as he is a linguist. In fact his job soon consumes his life as he attempts to retrieve recordings of a dying language from a couple that refuses to speak with one another. Add in the love interest that Emma (George's lab partner) has for her boss and you have yourself a merry dramatic love story.
Honestly, the acting became overshadowed by the technical aspects supported in the play. All the light cues were struck beautifully according to the scenes and monologues, the sound system completely encased the audience with a sense of realism, even the props took a step beyond as bread is literally cooked backstage to allow the theatre to smell exactly like a bread store. An overreaching feature, but such devotion brought tears to my eyes.
The ending was obscure and left me with little satisfaction for any of the characters, so I would only recommend this play to those who appreciate the other elements of the show. Admittedly, it is a nice change to see the technical aspects overrule the actors. It deserves that recognition every once in a while.
That's all from me, so tune in on Friday for my review of Julius Caesar; truly, a unique turn of the play with OSF's production.
Later~
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