Kathleen Turner and Bill Irwin in Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf

I just left the theater moments ago. So before I get too far into this review, I should note that I have never seen all of Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf before. While I enjoyed the show, and it's usually fun to watch an old pro like Kathleen Turner at work, there seemed to be a missing spark between the two leads. I felt like I was watching two actors do their best with the material. I should have felt the love that morphed into hatred and venom between the characters instead.

I heard one older woman complaining about how the actors were not moving around the stage enough. She thought they felt glued into their places. I disagree with her however. When you attend a small afterhours party with a bunch of drunk people at 2 in the morning, there isn't a lot of movement. People usually pick a chair and talk while drinking more.

The one detail that really killed the experience for me however, was the ice. It's funny how you can fixate on small issues. However, the characters arrived home at 2 in the morning after a long party. Sitting out on a cart, unmelted, was a bucket full of ice. First, why would they have put that our before they went to a party, and second, why was it not melted many hours later. Two seconds offstage to pick up the ice would have made it work. I know it's a small point, but my mind kept going back to it. Which in itself is a bad sign.

To bad, because I felt like there was a lot of potential on stage that never fully developed.

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