I got tickets for The Cone Gatherers ages ago for David and me, mainly because it is one of his Higher texts and I thought that seeing it at the theatre would make it more interesting for him. This evening Ally was very indignant that he hadn't been invited (he loves going to the theatre) so I phoned the box office and got a ticket for him too, and the three of us set off for the Theatre Royal. The play was okay but it didn't stick closely enough to the book for me. I realise that Duror's inner struggles would be hard to convey in a play, but in my opinion too much was changed; Roderick was braver than in the book, his uncle was grumpier, I didn't like the chanting bits and the ending was different from the book for no reason that I could see. The good thing was that David was so incensed by this interpretation that he was very interested in discussing it on the way home, as was Alasdair who now wants to read the book himself.
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