Magical and Enchanting: Slava’s Snow Show at Wales Millennium Centre.

Last night Warren
and I were invited to attend Wales Millennium Centre to see the
highly anticipated Slava’s Snow Show. We weren’t quite sure what to
expect, and only the day of the show did we have a sneaky peek at one
of their promotional videos…

At this point I
began to feel quite excited and also slightly emotional. I began to
imagine the feelings such a performance might evoke, from pleasure
and joy to a deep sadness as well as just an overwhelming sense of
love and emotion. 
 

With a combination
‘clownery’ and tragedy, the performance drew me in from the start. I
really loved The Yellow Clown’s sadness, I know that might sound odd
but I always feel drawn to sad characters and I feel able to
empathise with them, especially with recent events. I felt a constant
urge to hug him and tell him everything was going to be okay,
especially during the coat rack scene where The Yellow Clown becomes
two people and his loneliness is even more evident.

I couldn’t help but
be reminded of silent movies such as the clever charm of Charlie
Chaplin, I couldn’t help but remember movies of old that I’d been
brought up on and loved all those years ago.

I also couldn’t keep
my eyes off the major visual elements of the show, from giant cobwebs
to snow storms, the special effects were like nothing I’ve ever seen
in a theatrical environment before. 

I certainly tuned
into my inner child and remarked at the sense of play and wonder I
felt as I watched the performance, I was deeply reminded that I’d
grown up a bit too much, but that it wasn’t too late to embrace the
simple joys in life. It made me recall a weekend not so long ago when
I played with Molly and all we had were acorns, rocks and shells. To
us they were dogs, guardians and babies, our imagination led the way
and it cost absolutely nothing.

I can’t express how
visually stunning the performance was, and at times I felt an
overwhelming sense of emotion, especially during the coat-rack scene
and the huge snowstorm. They caught me off-guard and I needed that, I
needed to embrace my emotions as well as embrace the stunning gift
given to me (and the audience) from Slava.

The performers were
outstanding, from the way they made tiny movements and gestures to
their general presence on stage. Each moment truly meant something,
each moment gave the audience a feeling, a sense of envelopment from
the clowns and their magical world.

As much as I wished
George and Molly had been there for this show (especially during the
snowstorms and interactive elements such as the ball bounce at the
very end), there were times when the story didn’t quite flow for me
and moments of thought and clarity that I feel may have left them a
little restless.

I really adored the
performance; the set was outstanding, the performers were phenominal
and my heart was enchanted by the whole show.

You too can be
mesmerised by Slava’s Snow Show because it’s running until 21st
October and tickets start from £14.

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