This summer, I went to War Horse in the
Lincoln Center Theater. Unfortunately, I was unable to attend Wild With Happy tonight, and after reading the reviews, I really feel like I missed out. 🙁
On the bright side, War Horse was a really great production. It is about a horse who finds his way back to the boy who raised him, despite the war he was enlisted in and the evil drunkard father. In short, it was the classic fee good story about a child and his animal, remaining together through every possible deterrent.
What was incredible about the play was how the stage brought the horse to life. In the beginning, it was a little pony, with four men controlling each limb and one man standing in the back swishing the tail.
But then, in a flourish, the horse grew up. And all of the sudden, there was this massive magical wooden phenominon trotting across the stage. It was breathtakingly beautiful, second only to an actual majestic horse. And that would not have been possible.
It was so clear how much love and care went into each movement. Every step the horse took throughout the entire show had to be perfectly choreographed between the 5 men, every shudder that went down the horses spine took three people moving the right fraction at the right second. Literally every movement a horse would make was mimicked, all “t”s crossed and “i”s dotted.
To me, there is a common denominator between all of the productions we have seen, and that is the amount of effort that goes into them. It is so obvious to me that the more work that gets put into something, the more natural, simple, and beautiful it becomes.
Its like my grandmother says, the best makeup is when it doesn’t look like your wearing any.
Maybe this is soppy, but it is an inspiration for me to work hard. Because in the end of the day, hard work pays off. And War Horse proved that to me.