Twelfth Night

So, Paris better be awesome, because this was the second bad theater exerience in 24 hours. The problem with this show was that the actors spent so much time trying to make the meaning of the text clear with blocking and gestures that the words were completely lost. The poetry made no sense, and I could barely understand anyone. This was partly because we were outside, but there was a sound system, so this should not have been a problem. The fool (clown character) was completely incomprehensible. I did not understand a single word he said the entire show. His actions were funny, and I probably would have laughed if any of it had made sense. He was an excellent singer, though (regardless of the fact there were no consonants in his singing).
Overall I was unimpressed. This show can be better done.