Don Quixote (Is A Very Big Book) – Traverse Theatre
There’s a moment early on in Don Quixote (is a Very Big Book) where the performer suggests the entire show sprang from a serendipitous eBay purchase, a suit of unlikely, clown-footed, articulated armour. It’s a charming idea, but frankly, it’s nonsense. The armour is far too central, too embedded, too perfectly calibrated to the rhythms of the piece for this to be anything other than myth-making.
And that’s no bad thing. Don Quixote, after all, is built on glorious delusion.
What matters is that this is an almost perfect one-man show, and that’s a bold claim, but a justified one. One-handers often get tantalisingly close to perfection because of the sheer control involved, one body, one voice, one mind shaping the entire theatrical universe. What’s remarkable here is that this sh...
